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Conversations Lyrics
Kneeling at the hotel reception Violin a-sobbing on his knee Twenty bright
rozellas on his shoulder Coin from a wealthy Ceylonese Hungry people
hangin' on the corner Other people cruisin' by in cars Feeding on the
fiction and the porno Staring at the tattoos and the
scars
Conversations, Conversations Icy nights and almighty
patience
Well some of us are driven to ambition Some of us are
trapped behind the wheel Some of us will break away, and build a marble
yesterday And live for every moment we can steal
Conversations,
Conversations Shouting out across an empty station
Now it's just
another Tuesday morning Billy's wrapped up tight against the chill The
busker packs his birds beneath the awning Billy's got his eyes upon the
till He could get a ticket out of here from a local easy lawyer The
busker's halfway home, Billy's lounging round the foyer Love so easily dies
when there's nothing left to conquer One small break is all he needs, and
life ain't getting longer
Conversations, Conversations Breakfast show
to a sleepy nation
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