Everything About It Is A Love Song — Paul Simon

Locked in a struggle for the right combination of words in a melody line I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine

But if I ever get back to the twentieth century Guess I'll have to pay off some debts Open the book of my vanishing memory With its catalogue of regrets Stand up for the deeds I did And those I didn't do Sit down, shut up, think abou God And wait for the hour of my rescue

We don't mean to mess things up But mess them up we do And then it's "Oh, I'm sorry" Here's a smiling photograph of love it was new At a birthday party

Make a wish and close your eyes: surprise, surprise, surprise.

Early December, and brown as a sparrow Frost creeping over the pond I shoot a thought into the future And it flies like an arrow Through my lifetime, and beyond

If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow Or even the wind-blown dust Find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed Hurry on and remember me, as I'll remember you Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates

The earth is blue

And everything about it is a love song Everything about it Everything about it is a love song Everything about it Everything about it is a love song