10 days at camp. Damn, I've missed him.
Wednesday, July 30, 2025
Monday, July 28, 2025
Paul Simon, "Graceland"
The Mississippi Delta was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river down the highway through the cradle of the civil war
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe we both will be received in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe we both will be received in Graceland
She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "Losing love is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "Losing love is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"
I'm going to Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
There is a girl in New York City who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing in the Graceland
And I see losing love is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
Ooh, ooh, ooh
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing in the Graceland
And I see losing love is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons, I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons, I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
Whoa, oh, oh
In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
Wednesday, July 23, 2025
Paul Simon, "Rewrite"
I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna change the ending
Throw away the title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I'm spending
Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna turn it into cash
Gonna change the ending
Throw away the title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I'm spending
Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna turn it into cash
I been workin' at the car wash
I consider it my day job
'Cause it's really not a pay job
But that's where I am
Everybody says "The old guy
Workin' at the car wash?"
Hasn't got a brain cell left
Since Vietnam
I consider it my day job
'Cause it's really not a pay job
But that's where I am
Everybody says "The old guy
Workin' at the car wash?"
Hasn't got a brain cell left
Since Vietnam
But I say
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
I'd no idea
That you were there
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
I'd no idea
That you were there
When I said help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna change the ending
Gonna throw away my title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I'm spending
Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna turn it into cash
Gonna change the ending
Gonna throw away my title
And toss it in the trash
Every minute after midnight
All the time I'm spending
Is just for workin' on my rewrite, that's right
Gonna turn it into cash
I'll eliminate the pages
Where the father has a breakdown
And he has to leave the family
But he really meant no harm
Gonna substitute a car chase
And a race across the rooftops
Where the father saves the children
And he holds them in his arms
Where the father has a breakdown
And he has to leave the family
But he really meant no harm
Gonna substitute a car chase
And a race across the rooftops
Where the father saves the children
And he holds them in his arms
I said
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohh
Thank you
I'd no idea
That you were there
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohh
Thank you
I'd no idea
That you were there
When I said
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Ohhh
Thank you
For listening to my prayer
Workin' on my rewrite
Tuesday, July 22, 2025
Friday, July 18, 2025
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