David Bowie - Conversation piece

I ^Amtook 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 ^Amspent a lot of time in education ^G It all seems so long ago I'm a ^Amthinker, not a talker ^GI've no-one to talk to, anyway

I ^Amcan't see the road for the ^Grain in my ^Feyes [Am]Ahhh,[G]ahhh,[F7]ah,[F]ah.

I ^Amlive above the grocers ^Gstore, owned by an ^FAustrian He often calls me down to eat And he ^Amjokes about his broken English, ^Gtries to be a friend to me But for ^Amall my years of reading conversation, ^GI stand without a word to say

I ^Amcan't see the bridge for the ^Grain in my ^Feyes [Am]Ahhh,[G]ahhh,[F7]ah,[F]ah.

And the ^Amworld is full of ^Glife Full of folk who don't know ^Fme And they walk in twos or threes or more While the ^Amlight that shines above the grocers store ^Ginvestigates my face so rudely And my ^Amessays lying scattered on the floor ^GFullfil their needs just by being there And my hands shake, my head hurts, my voice sticks inside my ^F7throat I'm ^Aminvisible and ^Gdumb, no-one will recall ^Fme

And I ^Amcan't see the water through the ^Gtears in my ^Fey-y-yes