Shawn Phillips Withered Roses
Withered roses were around me
Now the winter's come and gone
And I can feel the clarity drifting
The haziness of Spring song
Mine eyes seek out
And yet with futile try
Can find no line of distinction out there
Between the sea and sky
Scattered scarlet specks announce their arrival
On a distant mountain side
In carnadine fields of crystalline fragrance
And in the solitude there abide
Build a flaming fire 'till coals are asleeping
Trouble not your facets when you will begin to weeping
Remember now the earth from a fish to a fawn
And rest not in the shimmering shimmering dawn
