Conversation

Conversation by Joni Mitchell (1970)

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that’s what he’ll find

I bring him apples and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes

And I only say hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I want to see him

She removes him like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I want to free him

Secrets and sharing soda
That’s how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It’s second hand

But I’ll listen to his questions
I’ll give my answers when they’re found
He says she keeps him guessing
But I know she keeps him down

She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances
I don’t believe her

Tomorrow he will come to me
And he’ll speak his sorrow endlessly and ask me why
“Why can’t I leave her?”

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that’s what he’ll find


Could you sense both the sweetness and sadness in this song? Why can’t I make such a simple and incredible song like this one? Well, it’s because I basically can’t write. That’s why.

I just realized Joni Mitchell is a soprano singer. Anyway, LOVE the strumming.

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