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And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

Paul Simon

Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
PAUL SIMON

Burst Glory Song Sound
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
PAUL SIMON

Mystery Simplicity
Serious numbers will speak to us always.
PAUL SIMON

Myself Serious Talk
And so you see I have come to doubt -All that I once held as true ~ I stand alone without beliefs -The only truth I know is you
PAUL SIMON

Belief Doubt Known See Stand True Yourself
Who am I to blow against the wind?
PAUL SIMON

Blow Myself Wind
By the time I was 12 or 13, I felt that I was special, because I could play the guitar and write songs.
PAUL SIMON

Feeling Guitar Play Song Time Writing
The abstract music is just more interesting because it doesn’t really have anything to say, but if it is good, it creates thoughts and feelings, and I enjoy that. For me, once the music creates those thoughts and feelings, I begin to write a song about it.
PAUL SIMON

Abstract Beginning Creation Interesting Music Song Writing
Life I love you, all is groovy.
PAUL SIMON

I Love You Life Myself
I’m always going forward toward something, and that something is usually an album, because I like to record. I probably like to record more than I like to write.
PAUL SIMON

Album Myself Record Writing
How much can you do with two voices? You can sing thirds or you can sing fifths or you can do a background harmony.
PAUL SIMON

Harmony Sing Voice Yourself
I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.
PAUL SIMON

Happiness Lover Myself Old See Street
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Silence Sound Word Writing
We’ve survived by believing our life is going to get better.
PAUL SIMON

Believe Better Hope Life Survive
And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we’ve lost.
PAUL SIMON

Lost Measurement Note Place Reading
Time, time, time, see what’s become of me, While I looked around, For my possibilities; I was so hard to please
PAUL SIMON

Myself Possible See Time
People ask how I feel about getting old. I tell them I have the same question. I’m learning as I go.
PAUL SIMON

Feeling Learning Myself Old People Question

And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

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And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

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