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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

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.
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Carry Clear Fight Myself Reminder Shame Stand
When I look back at all the crap I learned in high school, it’s a wonder I can think at all.
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Learning Myself Thinking Wonder
The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.
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Laughter Myself Thinking
I regret the ending of our friendship and hope one day before we die, we’ll make peace with each other . . . No rush.
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Death Each Other Friendship Hope Peace Regret
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
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Mystery Simplicity
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
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Himself Lying Man Regard
If you’ll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal.
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Body Friendship Guard Myself
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
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
How can you live in the Northeast?
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Live Place
I don’t feel any pressure from fans. But I’m always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That’s not to say that I’m not happy.
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Description Fans Feeling Happiness Myself Pressure State
And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’
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Feeling Herself Lose Love Window
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
When I first heard Elvis perform “Bridge Over Trouble Water” it was unbelivable,and I thought to myself, how the hell can I compete with that?
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Impossible Music Myself Song
Faith is an island in the setting sun, But proof is the bottom line for everyone.
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Evidence Faith Hope Line Sun
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

And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we’ve lost.

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