People talking without speaking,/ People listening without hearing...Sounds of Silence.
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
I want to rid my heart of envy, and cleanse my soul of rage before I'm through.
Kodachrome, it gives us those nice bright colors Gives us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera, I love to take a photograph So momma, don't take my Kodachrome away.
Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.
The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.