It starts as an offer
Some cash in a coffer
A kindly intention for the day
It goes on and goes on
The ground is still frozen
The springtime is still so far away
In my dictionary
The adjectives carry
The same weight I try to push away
The houses are numbered
All pillaged and plundered
Their tenants march slowly to the bay
Tell me
What are the songs that you would take (high mountain)
Which old excuses would you make (high mountain)
Tell me
How many promises you'd break (high mountain)
On the mountains of the moon
If I were a guru
I might try and fool you
And tell you it all comes to an end
But as you well know now
The elements show how
The injury's no worse than the mend
Tell me
How many ideas are at stake (high mountain)
Tell me
How many rivers build a lake (high mountain)
Tell me
How many times will your soul ache (high mountain)
On the mountains of the moon
Tell me
Aare all the windows still opaque (high mountain)
Tell me
If it was cold would you still shake (high mountain)
Tell me
How many hearts will you break (high mountain)
On the mountains of the moon
Tell me
If it was time would you still wake (high mountain)
Tell me
Which ten emotions would you fake (high mountain)
Tell me
How many friends will you forsake (high mountain)
On the mountains of the moon
---------------------------------------------------------American Tune
Words & music by Paul Simon
Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I'm alright, I'm alright
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far a-way from home, so far away from home
I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
Oh, but it's alright, it's alright
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
road we're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the a-ge's most uncertain hours
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest
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