The American Analog Set

The Postman

Unveiling Silent Sorrows: The Postman's Poignant Tale
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Lyrics

I watch the sun come up while you're sleeping it off

I observe the sunrise while you're recovering from sleep

When you go out for your news and curse your smoker's cough

When you venture out for news and lament your smoker's cough

I bring you bills to pay

I deliver invoices for payment

And letters from the state

And official letters from government entities

Then you go inside and I walk away

Afterward, you return indoors and I depart

I'm the postman

I am the mail carrier

I'm the postman

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And I walk you street for hours like some kind of jerk

And I walk through your neighborhood aimlessly

With my grey clip tie and my pressed blue shirt

Dressed in my grey clip tie and crisply pressed blue shirt

And when you leave for work

When you depart for your job

I think you're turning to flirt

I suspect you're beginning to show interest in someone else

But you're turning away and it always hurts

However, you turn away, causing emotional pain

I'm the Postman

I am the mail carrier

I'm the Postman

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I know why you stare East, it's where your man's run off

I understand why you gaze toward the East; that's where your partner has fled

And I know why your trash bin is brimming with his art

I comprehend why your garbage bin is overflowing with his creations

'Cause when he was abroad

Because while he was away

I read his last postcard

I read his final postcard

He met some brit named Cass and it broke your heart

He encountered someone named Cass from Britain, causing your heartache

I'm the postman

I am the mail carrier

I'm the postman

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