S & G again

Confession: Whatever you think about Simon & Garfunkel, you have to admit the genius. They spun words into dark and silver threads.

I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumble: such are promises
All lies and jests
‘Til a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest…

…All my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony…

I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.

Now the years are rolling by me
They are rocking evenly
I am older than I once was
And younger than I’ll be; that’s not unusual.
No it isn’t strange
After changes upon changes
We are more or less the same,

After changes we are more or less the same.

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