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All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.

Paul Simon

Faith is an island in the setting sun, But proof is the bottom line for everyone.
PAUL SIMON

Evidence Faith Hope Line Sun
I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.
PAUL SIMON

Happiness Lover Myself Old See Street
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
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said ‘Be careful his bowtie is really a camera’
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Camera Care Man Myself
It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.
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Age Time
I met my old lover on the street last night. She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled. Then we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beers, still crazy after all these years.
PAUL SIMON

Crazy Happiness Lover Old Ourselves Time
It was easier than explaining DiMaggio’s use as a metaphor.
PAUL SIMON

Explaining Metaphor
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.
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Abstract Beginning Creation Interesting Music Song Writing
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.
PAUL SIMON

Existence Heart Myself
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
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
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.
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Innocence Memories Preservation Time Yourself
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.
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Appearance Break Flower God Ordinary Player Vanity
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
I don’t very often think I’ve done a good job. I don’t like the majority of what I do. I shouldn’t say I don’t like it, but I’m not satisfied with almost everything that I do.
PAUL SIMON

Goodness Majority Myself Satisfaction Thinking
People talking without speaking, People listening without hearing, Sounds of Silence.
PAUL SIMON

Listening People Silence Sound Talk

All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.

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