Playlist Simon & Garfunkel

simon & garfunkel - the sounds of silence

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've 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.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched 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 dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

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 whisper'd in the sounds of silence

simon & garfunkel - a church is burning

A church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like hands that are praying
They grow in the sky
Like hands that are praying
The fire ascends
You can burn down my churches
But i shall be free
Three hundred men through the back roads did creep
Torches in their hands while the village lie asleep
Down to the church where, just hours before
Voices were singing, and
Hands were meeting, and
Saying, "i won't be a slave anymore"

And a church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like hands that are praying
They glow in the sky
Like hands that are praying
The fire ascends
You can burn down my churches
But i shall be free

Three hundred men, their hands lit the spark
And they faded in the night, and they vanished in the dark
And in the cold light of morning, there was nothing that remains
But the ashes of a bible and a can of kerosene

And a church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like hands that are praying
They glow in the sky
Like hands that are praying
The fire ascends
You can burn down my churches
But i shall be free

A church is more than just timber and stone
And freedom is a dark road when you're walking it alone
But the future is now, and it's time to take a stand
So the lost bells of freedom can ring out in my land

And a church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like hands that are praying
They glow in the sky
Like hands that are praying
The fire ascends
You can burn down my churches
But i shall be free

simon & garfunkel - america

"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together"
"I've got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America

"Kathy" I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "Be careful, his bowtie is really a camera"

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat"
"We smoked the last one an hour ago"
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"Kathy, I'm lost" I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America

simon & garfunkel - mrs robinson

And here's 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).

We'd like to know
A little bit about you
For our files.
We'd like to help you learn
To help yourself.
Look around you. All you see
Are sympathetic eyes.
Stroll around the grounds
Until you feel at home.

And here's 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.

Hide it in a hiding place
Where no one ever goes.
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes.
It's a little secret,
Just the Robinsons' affair.
Most of all, you've got to hide it
from the kids.

Coo coo ca-choo, 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.

Sitting on a sofa
On a Sunday afternoon,
Going to the candidates' debate,
Laugh about it,
Shout about it,
When you've got to choose,
Every way you look at it you lose.

Where have you gone, Joe Dimaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you Ooo ooo ooo.

What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
"Joltin' Joe has left and gone away"
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

simon & garfunkel - 7 o clock news silent night

This is the early evening edition of the news.
The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing
section of the Civil Rights Bill.
Brought traditional enemies together but it left the defenders of the
measure without the votes of their strongest supporters.
President Johnson originally proposed an outright ban covering discrimination
by everyone for every type of housing but it had no chance from the start
and everyone in Congress knew it.
A compromise was painfully worked out in the House Judiciary Committee.
In Los Angeles today comedian Lenny Bruce died of what was believed to be an
overdoes of narcotics.
Bruce was 42 years old.
Dr. Martin Luther King says he does not intend to cancel plans for an open
housing march Sunday into the Chicago suburb of Cicero.
Cook County Sheriff Richard Ogleby asked King to call off the march and the
police in Cicero said they would ask the National Guard to be called out
if it is held.
King, now in Atlanta, Georgia, plans to return to Chicago Tuesday.
In Chicago Richard Speck, accused murderer of nine student nurses, was brought
before a grand jury today for indictment.
The nurses were found stabbed an strangled in their Chicago apartment.
In Washington the atmosphere was tense today as a special subcommittee of the
House Committee on Un-American activities continued its probe into anti-
Viet nam war protests.
Demonstrators were forcibly evicted from the hearings when they began chanting
anti-war slogans.
Former Vice-President Richard Nixon says that unless there is a substantial
increase in the present war effort in Viet nam, the U.S. should look forward
to five more years of war.
In a speech before the Convention of the Veterans of Foreign Wars in New York,
Nixon also said opposition to the war in this country is the greatest single
weapon working against the U.S.
That's the 7 o'clock edition of the news,
Goodnight.

Silent night
Holy night
All is calm
All is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.

simon & garfunkel - a hazy shade of winter

Time Time Time
See what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please

But look around,
The leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside
Its bound to be a better ride
Than what you got planned
Carry your cup in your hand

And look around you
Leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hang on to your hopes my friend
Thats an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again

Look around
Grass is high
The fields are ripe
Its the springtime of my life

Ooooh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
And at a convenient time

Funny how my memory skips
While looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and rhyme

I look around
Leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground

simon & garfunkel - a most peculiar man

A most peculiar man (p. simon, 1965)

He was a most peculiar man.
Thatâ??s what mrs. riordan said and she should know;
She lived upstairs from him
She said he was a most peculiar man.

He was a most peculiar man.
He lived all alone within a house,
Within a room, within himself,
A most peculiar man.

He had no friends, he seldom spoke
And no one in turn ever spoke to him,
â??cause he wasnâ??t friendly and he didnâ??t care
And he wasnâ??t like them.
Oh, no! he was a most peculiar man.

He died last saturday.
He turned on the gas and he went to sleep
With the windows closed so heâ??d never wake up
To his silent world and his tiny room;
And mrs. riordan says he has a brother somewhere
Who should be notified soon.
And all the people said, what a shame that heâ??s dead,
But wasnâ??t he a most peculiar man?

simon & garfunkel - a poem on the underground wall

The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And in the dark deserted station,
Restless in anticipation,
A man waits in the shadows.

His restless eyes leap and snatch,
At all that they can touch or catch,
And hidden deep within his pocket,
Safe within its silent socket,
He holds a coloured crayon.

Now from the tunnel's stony womb,
The carriage rides to meet the groom,
And opens wide the welcome doors,
But he hesitates, then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows.

And the train is gone suddenly.
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany,
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand.

Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
The crayon on the wall he slashes,
Deep upon the advertising,
A single-worded poem comprising
Four letters.

And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding,
The poem across the tracks resounding,
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

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simon & garfunkel - american tune

Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
But I'm all right, I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
But it's all right, it's all right
Weâ??ve lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road
we're traveling on
I wonder what went wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what went wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
But it's all right, it's all right
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest

simon & garfunkel - at the zoo

Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo
I do believe it
I do believe its true
Mmm-mmm-mm-m
Mmm-mmm-mm
Ohh ohh ohh
Mmm-Mmm-mmm

Its a light and tumbled journey from the east side to the park
Just to find a fancy ramble to the zoo
But you can take a crosstown buss if it's raining or it's cold
And the animals will love it if you do
If you do now

Something tells me it's all happening at the Zoo
I do believe it
I do believe it's true
Mmm-mmm-mm-m
Mmm-mmm-mm
Ohh Ohh Ohh
Mmm-Mmm-mm

The monkeys stand for honesty
Giraffes are insincere
The Elephants are kindly but they're dumb
Orangutangs are skeptical of changes in their cages
And the zookeeper is very fond of rum

Zebras are reactionaries
Antelopes are visionaries
Pigeons flocked in secrecy
And hamsters turn on frequently
What a cast you have to come and see
At the zoo
At the zoo
At the zoo
At the zoo
At the zoo

simon & garfunkel - the boxer

I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests, still a man hears
What he wants to ear
And disregards the rest

When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places
Only they would know

Lie la lie

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job but I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores
On 7th avenue
I do declare
There were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
La la lie lie lie lie lie

Lie-la-lie

Now I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone going home
Where the new york city winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry 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

Lie-la-lie

simon & garfunkel - 50 ways to leave your lover

"The problem is all inside your head", she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover

She said it's really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free

Ooo slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free

She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways

She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free

Slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free

simon & garfunkel - a heart in new york

New York - to that tall skyline I come
Flyin' in from London to your door.
New York - lookin' down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark.

New York - like a scene from all those movies.
But you're real enough to me
For there's a heart,
A heart that lives in New York.

A heart in New York, arose on the street.
I write my song to that city heartbeat.
A heart in New York - the love in her eyes.
An open door and a friend for the night.

New York - you got money on your mind
And my words won't make a dime's worth of difference.
So here's to you New York

simon & garfunkel - anji

(d. graham, 1965)

(instrumental)

simon & garfunkel - april come she will

April come she will,
When streams are ripe and swell with rain.
May she will stay,
Resting in my arms again.

June she'll change her tune,
In restless walks she'll prowl the night.
July she will fly,
And give no warning to her flight.

August die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold.
September I'll remember,
A love once new has now grown old.

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