Conversation Piece

I took this walk to ease my mind

Find out what's gnawing at me

You wouldn't think to look at me

That I spent a lot of time in education

All seems so long ago

I'm a thinker, not a talker

I've no-one to talk to anyway

I can't see the road for the rain in my eyes

Ah...

I live above the grocer's store

Owned by an Austrian

Often calls me down to eat

And he jokes about his broken English

Tries to be a friend to me

But for all my years of reading conversation

I stand without a word to say

I can't see the bridge for the rain in my eyes

Ah...

And the world is full of life

Full of folk who don't know me

And they walk in twos or threes or more

While the light that shines above the grocer's store

Investigates my face so rudely

And my essays lying scattered on the floor

Fulfill their needs just by being there

And my hands shake

My head hurts

My voice sticks inside my throat

I'm invisible and dumb

And no-one will recall me

And I can't see the water through the tears in my eyes