{title:Conversation Piece}
{subtitle:David Bowie}
I [Am]took this walk to ease my [G] mind
To find out what’s gnawing at me [F]
Wouldn’t think, to look at me,
That I’ve [Am]spent a lot of time in education
[G] It all seems so long ago
I’m a [Am]thinker, not a talker
[G]I’ve no-one to talk to, anyway
I [Am]can’t see the road
For the [G]rain in my [F]eyes
[Am]Ahhh,[G]ahhh,[F7]ah,[F]ah.
I [Am]live above the grocers [G]store,
Owned by an [F]Austrian
He often calls me down to eat
And he [Am]jokes about his broken English,
[G]tries to be a friend to me
But for [Am]all my years of reading conversation,
[G]I stand without a word to say
I [Am]can’t see the bridge
For the [G]rain in my [F]eyes
[Am]Ahhh,[G]ahhh,[F7]ah,[F]ah.
And the [Am]world is full of [G]life
Full of folk who don’t know [F]me
And they walk in twos or threes or more
While the [Am]light that shines above the grocers store
[G]investigates my face so rudely
And my [Am]essays lying scattered on the floor
[G]Fullfil their needs just by being there