The art of conversation
He never learnt from you
You had not a word to say
To waste on this fool
The fool remains silent
As you walk into the room
Afraid to say the wrong thing
And the fight that could ensue
Chorus:
I can’t imagine, how he feels
No doubt it’s not occurred to you
For his unconditional love is lost
When given to you
You know the truth, can’t tell you what you’ve done
And in the end you don’t comprehend
He is just, he is just, his father’s son
With no-one there to guide him
For him to look up to
In your eyes he’s a failure
Not worth helping through
So he got involved in these things
When you refused to steer him clear
And risked the chance of making
A way of life to him so dear
Chorus:
I can’t imagine, how he feels
No doubt it’s not occurred to you
For his unconditional love is lost
When given to you
You know the truth, can’t tell you what you’ve done
And in the end you don’t comprehend
He is just, he is just, his father’s son
credits
from Superstition Highway,
released April 25, 2012
Drums: Andy Peake
Bass: Jack Sundrud
Acoustic & Electric Guitars: Chris Leuzinger
Keyboards: Barry Walsh
National Guitar: Joe Spivey
Vocals: Caroline
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