Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They're all that's left you
Paul SimonI have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island.
Paul SimonAnd you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what weve lost.
Paul Simon