Dangling Conversation
Simon And GarfunkelVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
It's a still life water color
Of a now late afternoon
As the sun shines through the curtain lace
And shadows 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 conversation, and the superficial sighs
The borders of our lives
And you read your Emily Dickenson
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
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 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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Readable chord sheet for Dangling Conversation by Simon And Garfunkel
[C] [G] [D] [G] [D] [C] [C] [G] [Em] It's a [C]still life [G]water [D]color Of a [C]now late [G]after[D]noon As the [C]sun shines [G]through the [Am]curtain lace And [G]shadows wash the [Em]room And we [G]sit and drink our coffee [F]Cast in our indifference, like [E]shells upon the shore You can [D]hear the ocean roar In the [C]dangling [G]conver[D]sation, and the [G]super[D]ficial [C]sighs The borders of our [G]lives[Em] And you [C]read your [G]Emily [D]Dickenson And [C]I my [G]Robert [D]Frost And we [C]note our [G]place with [Am]bookmarkers That [G]measure what we've [Em]lost Like a [G]poem poorly written We are [F]verses out of rhythm, [E]Couplets out of rhyme In [D]syncopated time And the [C]dangling [G]conver[D]sation, And the [G]super[D]ficial [C]sighs Are the borders of our [G]lives [Em] Yes we [C]speak of [G]things that [D]matter With [C]words that [G]must be [D]said Can [C]analys[G]is be [Am]worthwhile Is the [G]theater really [Em]dead? And [G]how the room is softly faded And I [F]only kiss your shadow, I [E]cannot feel your hand You're a [D]stranger now unto me Lost in the [C]dangling [G]conver[D]sation, And the [G]super[D]ficial [C]sighs In the borders of our [G]lives [Em]