Ah, peace like a river ran through the city / Long past the midnight curfew / We sat starry-eyed / Ooh, oh,we were satisfied
Baixar Mais Tocadas: Paul Simon
I met my old lover / On the street last night / She seemed so glad to see me / I just smiled
A family of musicians took shelter for the night / In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia / Two guitars, batá, bass drum and tambourine / Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea
When I was a little boy / (When I was just a boy) / And the devil would call my name / (When I was just a boy)
Went to my doctor yesterday / A-a-a-a-ah, she said I seem to be okay / A-a-a-a-ah, she said / Paul, you better look around
If you leap awake in the mirror of a bad dream / And for a fraction of a second you can’t remember where you are / Just open your window and follow your memory upstream / To the meadow in the mountain where we counted every falling star
Cécilia, you’re breaking my heart / You’re shaking my confidence daily / Ohh cécilia i’m down on my knees / I’m begging you please to come home
The Mississippi deltaWas shining like a national guitarI am following the river, down the highwayThrough the cradle of the Civil WarI’m going to Graceland, GracelandIn Memphis, TennesseeI’m going to GracelandPoorboys and pilgrims with familiesAnd we are going to GracelandMy traveling companion is nine years oldHe is the child of my first marriageBut I’ve reason to believeWe both will be receivedIn GracelandShe comes back to tell me she’s goneAs if I didn’t know thatAs if I didn’t know my own bedAs if I’d never noticedThe way she brushed her hair from her foreheadAnd she said losing loveIs like a window in your heartEverybody sees you’re blown apartEverybody sees the wind blowI’m going to GracelandMemphis, TennesseeI’m going to GracelandPoorboys and Pilgrims with familiesAnd we are going to GracelandAnd my traveling companionsAre ghosts and empty socketsI’m looking at ghosts and emptiesBut I’ve reason to believeWe all will be receivedIn GracelandThere is a girl in New York CityWho calls herself the human trampolineAnd sometimes when I’m falling, flyingOr tumbling in turmoil I sayWhoa, so this is what she meansShe means we’re bouncing into GracelandAnd I see losing loveIs like a window in your heartEverybody sees you’re blown apartEverybody feels the wind blowIn Graceland, in GracelandI’m going to GracelandFor reasons I cannot explainThere’s some part of me wants to see GracelandAnd I may be obliged to defendEvery love, every endingOr maybe there’s no obligations nowMaybe I’ve a reason to believeWe all will be receivedIn GracelandWhoa-oh-oh-oh, in Graceland, in Graceland,in GracelandI’m going to Graceland
It turns out to be / A great thing for me / I don’t worry (and) / I don’t think (because)
No I would not give you false hope / On this strange and mournful day / But the mother and child reu-nion / Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine