Lyrical artistry

Thursday, February 3, 2005

I do so enjoy Paul Simon. I would love to see him in concert. Here's a collage of just some of my favorite lines.

  • --I'm gonna stand guard like a postcard of a golden retriever.
  • --Joseph's face was as black as the night, and the pale, yellow moon shone in his eyes. His path was marked by the stars in the southern hemisphere... and he walked the length of his days under African skies.
  • --In a couple of days, they'll come and take me away for the rest of the story ink.
  • --I need a photo opportunity; I want a shot of redemption. Don't want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon graveyard.
  • --You've got the cool water when the fever runs high.
  • --Yesterday, it was my birthday. I hung one more year on the line.
  • --I know a man. He came from my hometown. He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown. He said, "Delores, I live in fear. My love for you is so overpowering, I'm afraid that I'll disappear."
  • --Just like The Penguins, The Moonglows, The Orioles and, The Five Satins; The easy stream of laughter flowing through the air. Rene and Georgette Magritte with their dog apres la guerre.
  • --He's a poor boy, empty as a pocket with nothing to lose.
  • --She makes the sign of a teaspoon. He makes the sign of a wave. The poor boy change his clothes and puts on aftershave. . . to compensate for his ordinary shoes.
  • --He is a foreign man; he is surrounded by the sound of cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around; he sees angels in the architecture, spinning in infinity..and he says, "hey, hallelujah!"

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