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posted by [personal profile] 1ngi at 11:29am on 04/08/2011 under ,
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.

Paul Simon
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posted by [personal profile] ailbhe at 03:49pm on 04/08/2011
I used to walk home from the night bus at 2am in suburban Dublin - actually a suburb of a suburb of Dublin - singing this in the dark, and usually rain.
 
posted by [identity profile] 1ngi.livejournal.com at 03:54pm on 04/08/2011
Oh - that's lovely :)

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