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Dangling Conversation Lyrics
It's a still life water color,
Of a now late afternoon,
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room.
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
The borders of our lives.
And you read your Emily Dickinson,
And I my Robert Frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.
Yes, we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives.
Of a now late afternoon,
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room.
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
The borders of our lives.
And I my Robert Frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.
With words that must be said,
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives.
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As deep as this song is probably supposed to be, I can't help but think of a scene from Singles, where the main character gets back together with her safety net of a boyfriend, the "sensitive pony-tail man." Did the screenwriters have the scene from this song in their minds while concocting this movie scene? It's sad, yet funny.
Haven't seen the movie, but you're on the mark. It is supposed to sound pretentious, a sort of cynical look the intellectual class. Ivory tower types sitting around talking about the meaning of life, the theater, Emily Post, Robert Frost, poetry, and classic literature. They search for meaning in the words of others, but their own lives are empty and meanings. "I can only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand."
Haven't seen the movie, but you're on the mark. It is supposed to sound pretentious, a sort of cynical look the intellectual class. Ivory tower types sitting around talking about the meaning of life, the theater, Emily Post, Robert Frost, poetry, and classic literature. They search for meaning in the words of others, but their own lives are empty and meanings. "I can only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand."
From the Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme album
From the Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme album