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Simon and Garfunkel The Dangling Conversation Lyrics

Last updated: 08/01/2010 11:00:00 AM

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.

Thanks to Braxton John Michael for submitting The Dangling Conversation Lyrics.

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Crazy in love, and then this happens... | Reviewer: Jenna | 8/1/10

A truly beautiful song, and yet, so bleak. I too never thought that I would ever have to worry about this kind of situation. I'm not sure how this happens to couples, but it does happen to a lot. Sad, so sad. We all start out thinking we are on top of the world, never realizing that one day we will fall off. Jenna

The Dangling Conversation | Reviewer: TARZAN | 12/1/07

I first heard this song as a much younger man. Not much older than my son is now. I swore that this would never happen to me when I got married. It did though.

The Dangling Conversation | Reviewer: Tarzan | 11/30/07

Whew! Seems like another lifetime that I first heard that song. A much yonger man at the age of my only son. I never dreamed that I would be living that song with his mother.

Life is music...sometimes | Reviewer: Lenon | 8/24/06

Lives come together like notes written on a page. But, unfortunately, sometimes somewhere in the chorus the music changes in one or both of the lives. And all that's left is "...the dangling conversation, and the superficial sighs..." Simon & Garfunkel captures this thought so well in this song.

The Dangling Conversation | Reviewer: Jeffrey Shultz | 9/18/05

Beautifully, painfully poignant. I cannot hear the lines, "And I only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand," without tears. How I miss their poetry -- and the one that got away ...