The Lost Art of Conversation

The Lost Art Of Conversation Lyrics & Music by Chris Selman We’ll meet at the coffee shop, it’s on the far side of town I’ll meet you at 10 o’clock but all you do is let me down ‘Cos you’re surgically attached to your telephone Just like everybody else that I have ever known But it’s unnecessary for our communication So put your phone away, let’s have a conversation We’ll get some food and go out, let’s catch a cab into town And our mates will be about, and then we can all our sorrows drown Now you don’t need to check in, or the online reviews Or keep up with the gossip or celebrity news So at the taxi rank down by the old bus station We’ll put our phones away and have a conversation And yeah I get the gist, it’s not in your Buzzfeed top 10 list, oh But when you’re on your phone I may as well be here on my own And I got nothing to say to you until I know that my words get through No I got nothing to say to you until I know that my words get through We’ll meet at the coffee shop, on the far side of town I’ll meet you at 10 o’clock, we can put our telephones down