"Conversations" genre: Acoustic
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	CD: Conversations   Label: Mumbrella Records Credits: Mark Murphy
	Lyrics CONVERSATIONS The fog that leaves my lips, my spine chilled to the bone And I walk along this sidewalk but I do not walk alone. A fence surrounds a church to of the right of where I stand But on the left is a hospital, someone reaches for God's hand. Reach for God's hand. And as I walk along well I can think about my own life Because it doesn't seem too wrong but then it doesn't seem too right Have a job is how I spend my days today Thinking about myself from time to time as it's all just slipping away Slipping away And by chance I see you on the street and you say I don't look so good Not as good as I used to, not as good as you think I should - well I'd like to say there haven't been days that I've been less strong But then it all hits me our conversations never last so long So I turn my own street corner as I walk away from you And upright a fallen trash can that has taken up my entire view When you would say there was nothing behind these eyes That I was just a fool and this was all a disguise But I see you on the street and you say I don't look so good Not as good as I used to, not as good as you think I should - well A lot to say there haven't been days that I've been less strong But then it all hits me our conversations never last so long Our conversations never last so long. MUSIC & LYRICS: MARK MURPHY

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