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Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie But I say why Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? And in remembering a road sign I am remembering a girl when I was young And we said These songs are true These days are ours These tears are free And hey The cross is in the ballpark The cross is in the ballpark We had a lot of fun We had a lot of money We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny Sonny gets married and moves away Sonny has a baby and bills to pay Sonny gets sunnier Day by day by day by day Doh, doh, doh, doh Doh, doh, doh, doh Well, I've been waking up at sunrise I've been following the light across my room I watch the night receive the room of my day Some people say the sky is just the sky But I say Why deny the obvious child? Why deny the obvious child? Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself How it's strange that some rooms are like cages Sonny's yearbook from high school Is down from the shelf And he id-ly thumbs through the pages Some have died Some have fled from themselves Or struggled from here to get there Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair Well, I'm accustomed to a smooth ride Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more I don't expect to sleep through the night Some people say a lie's is just a lie But I say the cross is in the ballpark Why deny the obvious child |
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words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon and Forere Motlobeloa)
It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky Therse are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry |
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I feel good
It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on But feel the bite Whenever you believe that You'll be lost and love will find you When the road bends And the song ends She moves on I know the reason I Feel so blessed My heart still splashes Inside my chest, but she She is like a top She cannot stop She moves on A sympathetic stranger Lights a candle in the middle of the night Her voice cracks She jumps back But she moves on She says "Ooh my storybook lover You have underestimated my power As you shortly will discover" Then I fall to my knees Shake a rattle at the skies I'm afraid that I'll be taken Abandoned, forsaken In her cold coffee eyes She can't sleep now The moon is red She fights a fever She burns in bed She needs to talk so We take a walk Down in the maroon light She says "Maybe these emotions are As near to love as love will ever be" So I agree The the moon breaks She takes the corner that's all she takes She moves on She says "Ooh, my storybook lover You have underestimated my power As you shortly will discover" Then I fall to my knees I grow weak, I go slack As if she captured the breath of my voice in a bottle And I can't catch it back But I feel good It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on |
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When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school It's a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education Hasn't hurt me none I can read the writing on the wall Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away If you took all the girls I knew When I was single And brought them all together for one night I know they'd never match My sweet imagination And everything looks worse in black and white Kodachrome You give us those nice bright colors You give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera I love to take a photograph So Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (Leave your boy so far from home) Mama, don't take my Kodachrome (away |
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Down among the reeds and rushes
A baby boy was found His eyes as clear as centuries His silky hair was brown Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time Me and my buddies we are travelling people We like to go down to restaurant row Spend those Euro-dollars All the way from Washington to Tokyo I see them in the airport lounge Upon their mother's breast They follow me with open eyes Their uninvited guest Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time Too many people on the bus from the airport Too many holes in the crust of the earth The planet groans Every time it registers another birth But down among the reeds and rushes A baby girl was found Her eyes as clear as centuries Her silky hair was brown Never been lonely Never been lied to Never had to scuffle in fear Nothing denied to Born at the instant The church bells chime And the whole world whispering Born at the right time |
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She was beautiful as southern skies
The night he met her She was married to someone He was doggedly determined that he would get her He was old, he was young From time to time he'd tip his heart But each time she withdrew Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Well eventually the boy and the girl get married Sure enough they have a son And though they both were occupied With the child she carried Disagreements had begun And in a while they fell apart It wasn't hard to do Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Two disappointed believers Two people playing the game Negotiations and love songs Are often mistaken for one and the same Now the man and the woman Remain in contact Let us say it's for the child With disagreements about the meaning Of a marriage contract Conversations hard and wild But from time to time He makes her laugh She cooks a meal or two Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true What is the point of this story What information pertains The thought that life could be better Is woven indelibly Into our hearts And our brains |
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Me And Julio Down By The School Yard
The MaMa pajama rolled outa bed and she ran to the police station When the PaPa found out he began to shout and he started the investigation well it's against the law it was against the law what the mama saw it was against the law the mama looked down and she spit on the ground every time the name gets mentioned the papa said "oy if I get that boy I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention well, I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way I'm takin my time but I don't know where good-bye to Rosie the Queen of Corona see you me and julio down by the school yard see you me and julio down by the school yard In a couple of days they come to take me away but the press let the story leak and when the radical priest come to get me relased well we was all on the cover of newsweek well, I'm on my way I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way I'm takin my time but I don't know where good-bye to Rosie the Queen of Corona see you me and julio down by the school yard see you me and julio down by the school yard |
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She looked me over And I guess she thought I was all right All right in a sort of a limited way For an off-night She said don't I know you From the cinematographer's party I said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head She said there's something about you That really reminds me of money She is the kind of a girl Who could say things that Weren't that funny I said what does that mean I really remind you of money She said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head She moved so easily All I could think of was sunlight I said aren't you the women Who was recently given a Fulbright She said don't I know you From the cinematographer's party I said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come and we go That's a thing that I keep In the back of my head |
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Moves like a fist through traffic
Anger and no one can heal it Shoves a little bump into the momentum It's just a little lump But you feel it In the creases and the shadows With a rattling deep emotion The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean Yes Boss. The government handshake Yes Boss. The crusher of language Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater, The face at the edge of the banquet The cool, the cool river The cool, the cool river I believe in the future I may live in my car My radio tuned to The voice of a star Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm And these old hopes and fears Still at my side Anger and no one can heal it Slides through the metal detector Lives like a mole in a motel A slide in a slide projector The cool, cool river Sweeps the wild, white ocean The rage of love turns inward To prayers of devotion And these prayers are The constant road across the wilderness These prayers are These prayers are the memory of God The memory of God And I believe in the future We shall suffer no more Maybe not in my lifetime But in yours I feel sure Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm And these streets Quiet as a sleeping army Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven For the mother's restless son Who is a witness to, who is a warrior Who denies his urge to break and run Who says: Hard times? I'm used to them The speeding planet burns I'm used to that My life's so common it disappears And sometimes even music Cannot substitute for tears |
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The bridge of troubled water
When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all. I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough, And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down When you're down and out, when you're on the street, When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you. I'll take your part, oh, when darkness comes, And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down. Sail on silver girl, sail on by, Your time has come to shine, all your dreams are on their way. See how they shine, oh, if you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind. Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind. |
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Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
And we will leave this loathsome little town Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby Silver foil to trim your wedding gown It's true the tools of love wear down Time passes A mind wanders It seems mindless, but it does Sometimes I see your face As if through reading glasses And your smile seems softer than it was Proof Some people gonna call you up Tell you something that you already know Proof Sane people go crazy on you Say "No man, that was not The deal we made I got to go,l got to go" Faith Faith is an island in the setting sun But proof, yes Proof is the bottom line for everyone My face, my race Don't matter anymore My sex, my cheques Accepted at the door Proof Some people gonna call you up Tell you something that you already know Proof Sane people go crazy on you Say "No man, that was not The deal we made I got to, I got to go" Faith Faith is an island in the setting sun But proof, yes Proof is the bottom line for everyone Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling And the sky is flecked with signs of hope Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap Proof Some people gonna call you up Tell you something that you already know Sane people go crazy on you Say "No man, that was not The deal we made I got to,l got to,l got to" Faith Faith is an island in the setting sun But proof, yes Proof is the bottom line for everyone |
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A family of musicians took shelter for the night
In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea This is a lonely life Sorrows everywhere you turn And that's worth something When you think about it That's worth some money That's worth something When you think about it That is worth some money A trip to the market A trip into the pearl gray morning sunlight That settles over Washington A trip to the market A trip around the world Where the evening meal Is negotiable, if there is one. This is a lonely-lone, lonely life Sorrows everywhere you turn And that's worth something When you think about it That's worth some money That's worth something When you think about it That is worth some money To prove that I love you Because I believe in you Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have money If I have children Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah Summer skies and stars are falling All along the injured coast Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah Summer skies and the stars are falling All along the injured coast We are standing in the sunlight The early morning sunlight In the harbor church of St. Cecilia To praise a soul's returning to the earth To the Rose of Jericho and the Bougainvillea To prove that I love you Because I believe in you Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have money If I have children Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have weaknesses Don't let them blind me now Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah Summer skies, stars are falling Leaving the shadow of the valley behind me now All along the injured coast Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah Summer skies and stars are falling All along the injured coast Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah |
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The Mississippi delta
Was shining like a national guitar I am following the river, down the highway Through the cradle of the Civil War I'm going to Graceland, Graceland In Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland My traveling companion is nine years old He is the child of my first marriage But I've reason to believe We both will be received In Graceland She comes back to tell me she's gone As if I didn't know that As if I didn't know my own bed As if I'd never noticed The way she brushed her hair from her forehead And she said losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow I'm going to Graceland Memphis, Tennessee I'm going to Graceland Poorboys and Pilgrims with families And we are going to Graceland And my traveling companions Are ghosts and empty sockets I'm looking at ghosts and empties But I've reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Whoa, so this is what she means She means we're bouncing into Graceland And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody sees the wind blow In Graceland, in Graceland I'm going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain There's some part of me wants to see Graceland And I may be obliged to defend Every love, every ending Or maybe there's no obligations now Maybe I've a reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland Whoa-oh-oh-oh, in Graceland, in Graceland,in Graceland I'm going to Graceland |
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A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now? Why am I soft in the middle? The rest of my life is so hard! I need a photo-opportunity, I want a shot at redemption! Don't want to end up a cartoon, In a cartoon graveyard ..... Bonedigger, Bonedigger, Dogs in the moonlight. Far away, my well-lit door. Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly, Get these mutts away from me! You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore .... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! A man walks down the street, He says, Why am I short of attention? Got a short little span of attention, And whoa, my nights are so long! Where's my wife and family? What if I die here? Who'll be my role-model? Now that my role-model is .... Gone ...... gone, He ducked back down the alley, With some roly-poly, little bat-faced girl. All along .... along .... There were incidents and accidents, There were hints and allegations ..... If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! Call me Al ...... A man walks down the street, It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the Third World. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language, He holds no currency. He is a foreign man, He is surrounded by the sound, sound .... Cattle in the marketplace. Scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around ..... He sees angels in the architecture, Spinning in infinity, He says, Amen! and Hallelujah! If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal! I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me, You can call me Al! You can call me Al ...... More Lyrics |
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I met my old lover
On the street last night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy afler all these years Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man Who tends to socialize I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I aint no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should l? Its all gonna fade Now I sit by my window And I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy Still crazy Still crazy after all these years |
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Words & music by paul simon
When I was a little boy, (when I was just a boy) And the devil would call my name (when I was just a boy) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (when I was just a boy) I'm a consecrated boy (when I was just a boy) I'm a singer in a sunday choir Oh , my mama loves, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man) And the devil would call my name (grown to be a man) I'd say "now who do, Who do you think you're fooling? " (grown to be a man) I'm a consummated man (grown to be a man) I can snatch a little purity My mama loves me, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me And if I was president (was the president) The minute congress call my name (was the president) I'd say "who do, Who do you think you're fooling? (who do you think you're fooling) I've got the presidential seal (was the president) I'm up on the presidential podium My mama loves me She loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me Fade out: She love me, love me, love me, love me (loves me like a rock) |
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a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing Ta na na Ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these diamonds And I could say Oo oo oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes And puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bridges and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of her shoes And I could say Oo oo oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose These walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes |
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> One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose Are traveling together In the Sangre de Christo The Blood of Christ Mountains Of New Mexico On the last leg of a journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes Slipping into stone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Thinking back to the season before Looking back through the cracks in the door Two people were married The act was outrageous The bride was contagious She burned like a bride These events may have had some effect On the man with the girl by his side The arc of a love affair His hands rolling down her hair Love like lightning shaking till it moans Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones And whoa whoa She said why? Why don't we drive through the night And we'll wake up down in Mexico Oh I Oh, I I don't know nothin' about nothin' About Mexico And tell me why Why won't you love me For who I am Where I am He said: cause that's not the way the world is baby This is how I love you baby This is how I love you baby One and one-half wandering Jews Returned to their natural coasts To resume old acquaintances Step out occasionally And speculate who had been damaged the most Easy time will determine if these consolations Will be their reward The arc of a love affair Waiting to be restored You take two bodies and you twirl them into one Their hearts and their bones And they won't come undone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones |
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The first thing I remember
I was lying in my bed I couldn't of been no more Than one or two I remember there's a radio Comin' from the room next door And my mother laughed The way some ladies do When it's late in the evening And the music's seeping through The next thing I remember I am walking down the street I'm feeling all right I'm with my boys I'm with my troops, yeah And down along the avenue Some guys were shooting pool And I heard the sound Of a cappella groups, yeah Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage in this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a "J" And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play And it was late in the evening And I blew that room away The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do Well I guess I'd been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor But I never loved no one The way that I loved you And it was late in the evening And all the music seeping through |
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Let us be lovers,
We'll marry our fortunes together. I've got some real estate Here in my bag. So we bought a pack of cigarettes, And Mrs. Wagner's pies, And walked off To look for America. "Kathy," I said, As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh, "Michigan seems like a dream to me now, It took me four days To hitch-hike from Saginaw. I've come to look for America." Laughing on the bus, Playing games with the faces, She said the man in the gabardine suit Was a spy. I said, "Be careful, His bow tie is really a camera." "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat." "We smoked the last one an hour ago." So I looked at the scenery, She read her magazine; And the moon rose over an open field. "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, Thought I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why." Counting the cars On the New Jersey Turnpike. They've all come To look for America, All come to look for America, All come to look for America. |
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I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest (hmmmm....mmmm......) When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers..... In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (La la la la li...) Seeking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job, but I get no offers..... Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there (li la la, la, la la) Now the years are rolling by me, they are rockin' even me I am older than I once was, and younger than I'll be, that's not unusual No it isn't strange, after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same After changes we are more or less the same ... (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (La la la la li...) And I'm laying out my winter clothes, wishing I was gone, goin' home Where the New York city winters aren't bleedin' me, leadin' me to go home In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him 'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains Yes, he still remains ... (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (La la la la li...) (Li la la la li la li) (Li la li... li la la la li la li) (La la la la li...) (Li la la la li la li) (Li la li... li la la la li la li) |
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Celia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Celia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia Up in my bedroom (making love) I got up to wash my face When I come back to bed Someone's taken my place Celia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Jubilation, She loves me again, I fall on the floor and I laughing, Jubilation, She loves me again, I fall on the floor and I'm laughing |
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Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neat the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence said I You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out it's warning In the words that it was forming And the signs said The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence |
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