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 Artist: Chisel Cold Album: Other songsSong title: Conversations



Kneeling at the hotel receptionViolin a-sobbing on his kneeTwenty
bright rozellas on his shoulderCoin from a wealthy CeyloneseHungry
people hangin' on the cornerOther people cruisin' by in carsFeeding on
the fiction and the pornoStaring at the tattoos and the
scarsConversations, ConversationsIcy nights and almighty patienceWell
some of us are driven to ambitionSome of us are trapped behind the
wheelSome of us will break away, and build a marble yesterdayAnd live
for every moment we can stealConversations, ConversationsShouting out
across an empty stationNow it's just another Tuesday morningBilly's
wrapped up tight against the chillThe busker packs his birds beneath
the awningBilly's got his eyes upon the tillHe could get a ticket out
of here from a local easy lawyerThe busker's halfway home, Billy's
lounging round the foyerLove so easily dies when there's nothing left
to conquerOne small break is all he needs, and life ain't getting
longerConversations, ConversationsBreakfast show to a sleepy nation

 

  




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Kneeling at the hotel receptionViolin a-sobbing on his kneeTwenty
bright rozellas on his shoulderCoin from a wealthy CeyloneseHungry
people hangin' on the cornerOther people cruisin' by in carsFeeding on
the fiction and the pornoStaring at the tattoos and the
scarsConversations, ConversationsIcy nights and almighty patienceWell
some of us are driven to ambitionSome of us are trapped behind the
wheelSome of us will break away, and build a marble yesterdayAnd live
for every moment we can stealConversations, ConversationsShouting out
across an empty stationNow it's just another Tuesday morningBilly's
wrapped up tight against the chillThe busker packs his birds beneath
the awningBilly's got his eyes upon the tillHe could get a ticket out
of here from a local easy lawyerThe busker's halfway home, Billy's
lounging round the foyerLove so easily dies when there's nothing left
to conquerOne small break is all he needs, and life ain't getting
longerConversations, ConversationsBreakfast show to a sleepy nation

                            
							
                                    
                            

							


Chisel Cold  - Conversations


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