...A sound becomes a song. I'm bound to tell a story. That's where I belong."
I've pretty much been listening to Paul Simon non-stop since Pops' post with the video of Cool Cool River. So here is a list of some of the best lyrics he's written over the years. I mean, there are hundreds, but here are some that come to mind this week. Can you identify the songs?
"The open palm of desire, it wants everything - soil as soft as summer, and the strength to push like spring."
"There is a moment, a chip in time, when leaving home is the lesser crime. When your eyes are blind with tears, but your heart can see: Another life, another galaxy."
"We come on the ship they call the Mayflower; We come on the ship that sailed the moon.
We come in the ages most uncertain hour and sing an American tune."
"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."
"Now the years are rolling by me; they are rocking endlessly, and I'm older than I once was, younger than I'll be. That's not unusual. No, it isn't strange that after changes upon changes we are more or less the same."
"I get the news I need on the weather report."
"Locked in a struggle for the right combination-of words in a melody line, I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination."
"And I see losing love is like a window in your heart. Everybody sees you’re blown apart; everybody sees the wind blow."
"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, they won’t come undone."
"The sting of reason, the splash of tears, the northern and the southern hemispheres. Love emerges and it disappears."
"She said there’s something about you that really reminds me of money. She was the kind of a girl who could say things that weren't that funny."
"And a song I was writing is left undone. I don’t know why I spend my time writing songs I can’t believe, with words that tear and strain to rhyme."
"Then the night turned cold, colder than the moon. The stars were white as bones."
"I’m a Citizens for Boysenberry Jam fan."
"It’s carbon and monoxide, the ole Detroit perfume."
"If I have weaknesses don’t let them blind me, or camouflage all I am wary of."
"All my life I’ve been a wanderer. Not really, I mostly lived near my parents’ home."
"The thought that life could be better is woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains."
"A man walks down the street. He says why am I short of attention; got a short little span of attention and wo my nights are so long."
