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I suppose an artist takes the elements of his life and rearranges them and then has them perceived by others as though they were the elements of their lives.

Paul Simon

In the clearing stands the boxer, and a fighter by his trade. And he carries a reminder of every glove that laid him down, or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame “I am leaving! I am leaving” but the fighter still remains.
PAUL SIMON

Carry Clear Fight Myself Reminder Shame Stand
It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.
PAUL SIMON

Age Time
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
It was easier than explaining DiMaggio’s use as a metaphor.
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Explaining Metaphor
We’ve survived by believing our life is going to get better.
PAUL SIMON

Believe Better Hope Life Survive
Nor is it strange That after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same.
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Change Same Strange
I like them all. They’re all pictures of me when I wrote them. I have no favorite songs.
PAUL SIMON

Myself Photograph Song Writing
So I’ll continue to continue to pretend my life will never end, and flowers never bend with the rainfall.
PAUL SIMON

End Flower Life Myself Pretend Rain
Music is sometimes the only benign avenue of communication between antagonists.
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Avenue Communication Music
One man’s ceiling is another man’s floor.
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Floor Man Oneself
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
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Mystery Simplicity
Losing love is like a window in your heart.
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Heart Broken Lose Love Window
Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won’t come undone.
PAUL SIMON

Body Bone Heart
There’s something about the sound of a train that’s very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.
PAUL SIMON

Hope Nostalgia Romantic Sound Training
Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They’re all that’s left you.
PAUL SIMON

Innocence Memories Preservation Time Yourself
The course of a lifetime runs/over and over again.
PAUL SIMON

Course Life Run Time

I suppose an artist takes the elements of his life and rearranges them and then has them perceived by others as though they were the elements of their lives.

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