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I like them all. They’re all pictures of me when I wrote them. I have no favorite songs.

Paul Simon

By the time I was 12 or 13, I felt that I was special, because I could play the guitar and write songs.
PAUL SIMON

Feeling Guitar Play Song Time Writing
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
People talking without speaking, People listening without hearing, Sounds of Silence.
PAUL SIMON

Listening People Silence Sound Talk
Sail on silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I’m sailing right behind.
PAUL SIMON

Dreams Friendship Need Shine Time Yourself
When I look back at all the crap I learned in high school, it’s a wonder I can think at all.
PAUL SIMON

Learning Myself Thinking Wonder
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
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.
PAUL SIMON

Description Fans Feeling Happiness Myself Pressure State
I don’t consider myself to be a major talent, so the only solace I can take is to hope I’m growing.
PAUL SIMON

Growth Hope Myself Talent
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
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?
PAUL SIMON

Impossible Music Myself Song
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
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
Don’t want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon grave yard.
PAUL SIMON

End Grave Result
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
Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.
PAUL SIMON

Death Follow Forever Growth Music Right Yourself
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

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