Joan Baez – Dangling Conversation (Guitar)

       Am               D
It's a still life water color

     Am            D
Of a now late afternoon

       Am                     D
As the sun shines through the curtained lace

    Bm      G
And shadows wash the room

       Em                    C
And we sit and drink our coffee

F
Couched in our indifference

     E
Like shells upon the shore

        D
You can hear the ocean roar

D
In the dangling conversation

                    Em
And the superficial sighs

             C          G    Em    C G Em Am C G
That are the borders of our lives

        Am              D
And you read your Emily Dickinson

    Am          D
And I my Robert Frost

                Am         D7
And we note our place with bookmarkers

     G
That measure what we've lost

       Em              C
Like a poem poorly written

       F
We are verses out of rhythm

E
Couplets out of rhyme

   D
In syncopated time

D
In the dangling conversation

        Bm          G
And the superficial sighs

             C          G     Em    
That are the borders of our lives

       Am
And we speak of things that matter

Am
With words that must be said

                 D
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"

        G
"Is the church really dead?"

            Em
And how the room is softly faded     

      F
I can only kiss your shadow

  E
I cannot feel your hand

         D
You're a stranger now unto me

D
Lost in the dangling conversation

                    G
And the superficial sighs

             C          G    Am D C G C  G
That are the borders of our lives