The Dangling Conversation

This is one of my fave S&G songs. I heard it today after a really really long time...was tryin to intro my sis to this kinda music...

Its a still life watercolour of a now later afternoon
and the sun shines through the curtain lace andshadows wash the room
and we sit and drink our coffee cast in our indifference like shells upon the shore.
You can hear the ocean roar in the dangling....

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 synchopated time...

And 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 theatre 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...

Aren't the lyrics jus great? The song is even better.
Have a great day everyone.

Oh I'm jus waiting for 2005...only 16 more days to go!!!