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"Slow down, you move too fast, Youve got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobblestones, Looking for fun and feeling groovy. Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy."
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Simon & GarfunkelSimon & Garfunkel
Simon & Garfunkel
"Slow down, you move too fast, Youve got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobblestones, Looking for fun and feeling groovy. Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy."
"And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I, my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what weve lost."
"And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisperd in the sounds of silence."
"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo. Whats that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."
"I am a rock, I am an island. Ive built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. Its laughter and its loving I disdain."
"Hello darkness, my old friend, Ive come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains, Within the sound of silence."
"And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence."
"Fools", said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hey sunshine, I havent seen you in a long time. Why dont you show your face and bend my mind? These clouds stick to the sky, Like a floating question why. And they linger there to die. They dont know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I."
"Im sitting in the railway station, Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand. And evry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was Homeward bound. Home where my thoughts escaping, Home where my musics playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me."
"And heres to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo. God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."
"Laugh about it, shout about it, When youve got to choose, Every way you look at it, you lose."