The Cool, Cool, River Lyric Paul Simon THE PAUL SIMON COLLECTION:

Moves like a fist through the traffic
Anger and no one can heal it
Shoves
a little bump into the momentum
It's just a little lump
But you feel
it
In the creases and the shadows
With a rattling deep emotion
The
cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, white ocean

Yes Boss. The government
handshake
Yes Boss. The crusher of language
Yes Boss. Mr.
Stillwater,
The face at the edge of the banquet
The cool, the cool
river
The cool, the cool river

I believe in the future
I may live
in my car
My radio tuned to
The voice of a star
Song dogs barking at
the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm
And these
old hopes and fears
Still at my side

Anger and no one can heal
it
Slides through the metal detector
Lives like a mole in a motel
A
slide in a slide projector
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, white
ocean
The rage of love turns inward
To prayers of devotion
And these
prayers are
The constant road across the wilderness
These prayers
are
These prayers are the memory of God
The memory of God

And I
believe in the future
We shall suffer no more
Maybe not in my
lifetime
But in yours I feel sure
Song dogs barking at the break of
dawn
Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
And these
streets
Quiet as a sleeping army
Send their battered dreams to heaven, to
heaven
For the mother's restless son
Who is a witness to, who is a
warrior
Who denies his urge to break and run


Who says: Hard
times?
I'm used to them
The speeding planet burns
I'm used to
that
My life's so common it disappears
And sometimes even music
Cannot
substitute for tears



 

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