A lifetime together, so much common ground.
Each part of the other, companions profound.
A long conversation, a marriage of minds.
An engagement of souls, a reflection of kind.

He was the poet acclaimed and admired.
She was the painter and each was inspired
by the work of the other, two lifetimes consigned
to pursuit of their muses, forever entwined.

They'll go outside now and sit on the swing;
Stare up at the night sky and hear the stars sing.
Hitch up their jackets against the cold winter air.
Each half of the whole, each one of the pair.

The pendulum swings keeping the score.
Two years turns to twenty, then fifty or more.
The staircases seem a bit steeper each year.
An ache once ignored now a shadow of fear.

Diminished by increment counting the days.
She now so frail and slipping away.
The ebb and the flow of two lives now laid waste.
A communion extinguished, a partner erased.

They'd go outside now and sit on the swing.
Stare up at the night sky and hear the stars sing.
Hitch up their jackets in the cold winter air
Each half of the whole, each one of the pair.

Everything's changed now, nothing's the same.
One plate for dinner, in the front hall; one cane.
Half the room empty, half of him gone.
Sitting and staring at nothing 'til dawn.

The words never come now, the page empty lays.
Mocking the memory of more lyrical days.
The days drained of colour, the nights closing in.
a gathering twilight, a spirit grown dim.

He'll go outside now and sit on the swing.
Stare up at the night sky and hear the stars sing.
Take off his jacket breathe in the cold air.
Make his surrender to whatever is there.


Lyrics submitted by Dawnbringer

Long Conversation song meanings
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