Key: E
Eb
Gm
F
Eb
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
Eb
Gm
F
It's a still life watercolor
Eb
Gm
F
Of a now late afternoon
Eb
Gm
F
As the sun shines through the curtain lace
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
And shadows wash the room
Gm
And we sit and drink our coffee
Ab
Couched in our indifference
G
Like shells upon the shore
F
You can hear the ocean roar
Eb
Gm
F
In the dangling conversation
Bb
F
Eb
And the superficial sighs
Eb
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
The borders of our lives
Eb
Gm
F
And you read your Emily Dickinson
Eb
Gm
F
And I my Robert Frost
Eb
Gm
F
And we note our place with bookmarkers
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
That measure what we've lost
Gm
Like a poem poorly written
Ab
We are verses out of rhythm
G
Couplets out of rhyme
F
In syncopated time.
Eb
Gm
F
And the dangling conversation
Bb
F
Eb
And the superficial sighs
Eb
Bb
B6
B7M
B6
Are the borders of our lives
Eb
Gm
F
Yes we speak of things that matter
Eb
Gm
F
With words that must be said
Eb
Gm
F
Can analysis be worthwhile?
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
Is the theatre really dead?
Gm
And how the room has softly faded
Ab
And I only kiss your shadow
G
I cannot feel your hand
F
You're a stranger now unto me
Eb
Gm
F
Lost in the dangling conversation
Bb
F
Eb
And the superficial sighs
Eb
Bb
Bb6
Bb7M
Bb6
In the borders of our lives