Simon & garfunkel : The Dangling Conversation (1966)
Archive - June 24, 2008, 05:22 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 [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/JTJH ] That measure what we've los.
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