Songs
Conversations
Do you miss our conversations?
Do you miss the things I said?
Do you miss me softly sighing
When you’re lying, gently crying in our bed?
Do you miss our confrontations?
Do you miss having to share?
Do you miss the revelations?
All those questions without meaning
Always leaning to conclusions, resolutions
Do you miss them, now I’m not there?
Do you miss me sat beside you?
Do you miss my company?
Do you miss the sound of laughter, feeling happy, ever after
Like you’re soaring, to the heavens
Like an eagle, across the blue sky, over oceans, mighty deserts
To a castle, in the mountains?
Now we’re free
Like a spirit, you and me.
Conversations, along with “Listen”, were a pair of songs written for a concert in aid of peace. During the First World War soldiers wrote a letter that would only be sent home if anything happened to them. Conversations is such a letter. It was written just after I’d been to see a concert of Ennio Morricone. You can hear the influence. – Paul