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No one dare disturb the sound of silence.

Paul Simon

We work our jobs, collect our pay, believe were gliding down the highway, when in fact we’re slip sliding away.
PAUL SIMON

Fact Job Ourselves Slide Work
All I’ve got to do today is smile.
PAUL SIMON

One Liner Smile
I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.
PAUL SIMON

Beginning Known See Writing Yourself
Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.
PAUL SIMON

Fire Life Room Walk
We’re living in a certain time, and we’re aware of it. And that’s part of what we’re aware of, along with our own personal aches and pains.
PAUL SIMON

Aware Live Myself Pain Personal Time
Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
PAUL SIMON

Burst Glory Song Sound
If you’ll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal.
PAUL SIMON

Body Friendship Guard Myself
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
Music is sometimes the only benign avenue of communication between antagonists.
PAUL SIMON

Avenue Communication Music
It’s actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.
PAUL SIMON

Difficult Goodness Simplicity
Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.
PAUL SIMON

Believe Brick Myself Natural Power Wall
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

Feeling Herself Lose Love Window
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
Take me. I’m an ordinary player in the key of C. And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity. Who’s gonna love you when you’re looks are gone? God will. Like he waters the flowers on your window sill.
PAUL SIMON

Appearance Break Flower God Ordinary Player Vanity
I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, Going home, where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me.
PAUL SIMON

Home Myself Winter
She said a good day ain’t got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been.
PAUL SIMON

Bad Day Goodness Myself Rain Thinking

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