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Time, time, time, see what’s become of me, While I looked around, For my possibilities; I was so hard to please

Paul Simon

Improvisation is too good to leave to chance.
PAUL SIMON

Chance Goodness Improvement Leave
Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
PAUL SIMON

Burst Glory Song Sound
All I’ve got to do today is smile.
PAUL SIMON

One Liner Smile
Who am I to blow against the wind?
PAUL SIMON

Blow Myself Wind
Nor is it strange That after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same.
PAUL SIMON

Change Same Strange
A songwriter’s supreme challenge is being complex and simple at the same time.
PAUL SIMON

Challenge Simplicity Supreme Time
I don’t consider myself to be a major talent, so the only solace I can take is to hope I’m growing.
PAUL SIMON

Growth Hope Myself Talent
Music is sometimes the only benign avenue of communication between antagonists.
PAUL SIMON

Avenue Communication Music
Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don’t need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don’t need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.
PAUL SIMON

Back Discussion Freedom Need Planning Yourself
I feel I should try to reveal. When you hit it right, you produce an emotional response in the listener that can be cathartic. When you’re wrong, you’re soppy, sentimental.
PAUL SIMON

Emotional Feeling Listening Myself Reveal Right Sentimental
If you’ll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal.
PAUL SIMON

Body Friendship Guard Myself
Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates. The earth is blue. And everything about it is a love song. Everything about it.
PAUL SIMON

Cloud Darkness Earth Gold Love Song Vibration
Maybe I think too much for my own good.
PAUL SIMON

Goodness Myself Thinking
Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.
PAUL SIMON

Fire Life Room Walk
No one dare disturb the sound of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Dare Disturb Oneself Silence Sound
I have my books and my poetry to protect me.
PAUL SIMON

Book Myself Poetry Protection

Time, time, time, see what’s become of me, While I looked around, For my possibilities; I was so hard to please

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