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Song Name: The Dangling Conversation By: Simon & Garfunkel
Posted By: WaltP Difficulty: Any
Key: Bb Genre: 60s
Harp Type: Chromatic Audio:
Created: 2010-04-20 21:04:53 Modified: 0000-00-00 00:00:00
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Song: THE DANGLING CONVERSATION
By: Paul Simon
Simon & Garfunkel
Key: Bb 

 -5 -5  -5*   -5* -5 -5   5  5
It's a still life wa-ter col-or,
-6-6 -5*  -5* -5 -5    5 
Of a now late af-ter-noon,
5  -5  -5*   -5*    -5    -5   5    5      5
As the sun shines through the cur-tained lace
 5  -5   -5   -5  -5   -5
And sha-dows wash the room.
-7* -7*-7* -7*  -7*   8   8  -7*
And we sit and drink our cof-fee
  -9*   -9* -9 -9  9   9   9
Couched in our in-dif-fer-ence,
 9    -9    -9 9   9   -8
Like shells up-on the shore
-8  -8   8    8 -7* -7*  -7
You can hear the o-cean roar
5  -5   -5*  -5* -5  -5  5   5
In The Dang-ling Con-ver-sa-tion
-3*  5  -5  -5  5   5   -3*
And the sup-er-fic-ial sighs,
-5  -5*  -5* -6  7   -6
The bor-ders 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
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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