Three Conversations from Comfortable Hatred by Greg Hancock

I still don't quite know what to make
Of the conversation I heard today.
Two nurses sharing a cake
In the hospital cafe.
One used a knife to illustrate the way
And then leaning in to be discreet
She said "It shouldn't be allowed!"
And her friend frowned and agreed.
And said
"I don't think it is...now."

Sweet old lady serving in the shop
Beside the railway line
Where I often used to stop
To buy myself some wine.
She said "It's changed round 'ere!
This town doesn't feel like mine!
And now there's all these fuckin' queers...
And you can't tell half the time!
Do you want a bag with that, dear?
That's £5.99."

From the stage one day
My eyes picked out
The face of the very one
The songs were written about.
He said "They advertised your name.
But the real reason that I came
Was to say I still feel just the same."
And I said "I do too!"
And then he introduced his wife and walked away
And I came home
To you.

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• folk
• guitar
• lyrics
• singer-songwriter
• Exeter