Álbum Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme de Simon & Garfunkel - Canciones

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

Listado de canciones del álbum Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

  1. Scarborough Fair/Canticle 3:13
  2. PatternsVer letra 2:45

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    letra de Patterns

    The night sets softly

    With the hush of falling leaves,

    Casting shivering shadows

    On the houses through the trees,

    And the light from a street lamp

    Paints a pattern on my wall,

    Like the pieces of a puzzle

    Or a child's uneven scrawl.



    Up a narrow flight of stairs

    In a narrow little room,

    As I lie upon my bed

    In the early evening gloom.

    Impaled on my wall

    My eyes can dimly see

    The pattern of my life

    And the puzzle that is me.



    From the moment of my birth

    To the instant of my death,

    There are patterns I must follow

    Just as I must breathe each breath.

    Like a rat in a maze

    The path before me lies,

    And the pattern never alters

    Until the rat dies.



    And the pattern still remains

    On the wall where darkness fell,

    And it's fitting that it should,

    For in darkness I must dwell.

    Like the color of my skin,

    Or the day that I grow old,

    My life is made of patterns

    That can scarcely be controlled.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  3. CloudyVer letra 2:13

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    letra de Cloudy

    Cloudy

    The sky is gray and white and cloudy,

    Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me.

    And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles.

    I'm a rag-a-muffin child.

    Pointed finger-painted smile.

    I left my shadow waiting down the road for me a while.



    Cloudy

    My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy,

    They have no borders, no boundaries.

    They echo and they swell

    From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell.

    Down from Berkeley to Carmel.

    Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill.



    Hey sunshine

    I haven't seen you in a long time.

    Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?

    These clouds stick to the sky

    Like floating questions, why?

    And they linger there to die.

    They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I.



    Cloudy,

    Cloudy.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  4. Homeward BoundVer letra 2:32

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    letra de Homeward Bound

    I'm sitting in the railway station.

    Got a ticket for my destination.

    On a tour of one-night stands

    my suitcase and guitar in hand.

    And every stop is neatly planned

    for a poet and a one-man band.



    Homeward bound,

    I wish I was homeward bound,

    Home where my thought's escaping,

    Home where my music's playing,

    Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.



    Every day's an endless stream

    Of cigarettes and magazines.

    And each town looks the same to me,

    the movies and the factories

    And every stranger's face I see

    reminds me that I long to be,



    Homeward bound,

    I wish I was homeward bound,

    Home where my thought's escaping,

    Home where my music's playing,

    Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.



    Tonight I'll sing my songs again,

    I'll play the game and pretend.

    But all my words come back to me

    in shades of mediocrity

    Like emptiness in harmony

    I need someone to comfort me.



    Homeward bound,

    I wish I was homeward bound,

    Home where my thought's escaping,

    Home where my music's playing,

    Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.

    Silently for me.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  5. The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine 2:47
    Composición: Paul Simon
  6. The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) 1:49
    Composición: Paul Simon
  7. The Dangling ConversationVer letra 2:41

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    letra de The Dangling Conversation

    It's a still life water color,

    Of a now late afternoon,

    As the sun shines through the curtain lace

    And shadows wash the room.

    And we sit and drink our coffee

    Couched in our indifference,

    Like shells upon the shore

    You can hear the ocean roar

    In the dangling conversation

    And the superficial sighs,

    The borders of our lives.



    And you read your Emily Dickinson,

    And I my Robert Frost,

    And we note our place with bookmarkers

    That measure what we've lost.

    Like a poem poorly written

    We are verses out of rhythm,

    Couplets out of rhyme,

    In syncopated time

    And the dangling conversation

    And the superficial sighs,

    Are the borders of our lives.



    Yes, we speak of things that matter,

    With words that must be said,

    "Can analysis be worthwhile?"

    "Is the theater really dead?"

    And how the room is softly faded

    And I only kiss your shadow,

    I cannot feel your hand,

    You're a stranger now unto me

    Lost in the dangling conversation.

    And the superficial sighs,

    In the borders of our lives.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  8. Flowers Never Bend With The RainfallVer letra 2:15

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    letra de Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

    Through the corridors of sleep

    Past the shadows dark and deep

    My mind dances and leaps in confusion.

    I don't know what is real,

    I can't touch what I feel

    And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.



    So I'll continue to continue to pretend

    My life will never end,

    And flowers never bend

    With the rainfall.



    The mirror on my wall

    Casts an image dark and small

    But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection.

    I am blinded by the light

    Of God and truth and right

    And I wander in the night without direction.



    So I'll continue to continue to pretend

    My life will never end,

    And flowers never bend

    With the rainfall.



    It's no matter if you're born

    To play the King or pawn

    For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow,

    So my fantasy

    Becomes reality,

    And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.



    So I'll continue to continue to pretend

    My life will never end,

    And flowers never bend

    With the rainfall.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  9. A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert McNamera'd Into Submission) 2:15
    Composición: Paul Simon
  10. For Emily, Whenever I May Find HerVer letra 2:08

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    letra de For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her

    What a dream I had

    Pressed in organdy

    Clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy

    Softer than the rain

    I wandered empty streets

    Down past the shop displays

    I heard cathedral bells

    Tripping down the alley ways

    As I walked on



    And when you ran to me

    Your cheeks flushed with the night

    We walked on frosted fields

    Of juniper and lamplight

    I held your hand



    And when I awoke and felt you warm and near

    I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears

    Oh, I love you, girl

    Oh, I love you

    Composición: Paul Simon
  11. A Poem On The Underground WallVer letra 1:59

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    letra de 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 scratch,

    At all that they can touch or catch,

    And hidden deep within his pocket,

    Safe within its silent socket,

    He holds a colored crayon.



    Now from the tunnel's stony womb,

    The carriage rides to meet the groom,

    And opens wide and 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 comprised

    Of four letters.



    And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding

    The poem across the tracks rebounding

    Shadowed by the exit light

    His legs take their ascending flight

    To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

    Composición: Paul Simon
  12. 7 O'Clock News/Silent Night 2:04
    Composición: Paul Simon

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