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I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.

Paul Simon

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.
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Eyes Lonely Nation Yourself
Maybe the heart is part of the mist. And that’s all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and maybe some more. Maybe’s the exit that I’m looking for.
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Existence Heart Myself
I don’t consider myself to be a major talent, so the only solace I can take is to hope I’m growing.
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Growth Hope Myself Talent
Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.
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Fire Life Room Walk
A songwriter’s supreme challenge is being complex and simple at the same time.
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Challenge Simplicity Supreme Time
Serious numbers will speak to us always.
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Myself Serious Talk
How can you live in the Northeast?
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Live Place
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
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Brave Face Myself
The dialogue between what’s going on in the world and what’s going on internally seems to be a natural thing – well, it’s natural to me, anyway, to have these thoughts.
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Myself Natural Thinking World
The phrasing didn’t work as well.
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Phrase Well Work
All God requires from us is to enjoy life and love. That’s the whole point.
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Enjoyment God Love Point Requirement
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
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Silence Sound Word Writing
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
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Mystery Simplicity
Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.
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Believe Brick Myself Natural Power Wall
So I’ll continue to continue to pretend my life will never end, and flowers never bend with the rainfall.
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End Flower Life Myself Pretend Rain
You want to be a writer, don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.
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Humble Known Pen Place Quiet Writing Yourself

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