"Come on, the summer's coming. Rain's been heavy and the river's running. Loose the cuff It's been tough, But it's fast improving. We got sticks to hollow piles. We got stories- lead to smiles We gotta twirl With this world, I can feel it moving."

"We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary"

"They said "We've been looking for illegal immigrants, Can we check your car?" I said "You know it's funny, I think we were on the same boat back in 1694.""

"They stole my land They won't steal my soul"

"I squeeze the sky out but there’s not a star appears"

"Galileo's head was on the block... The crime was looking up for truth... And then you had to bring up reincarnation... How long 'til my soul gets it right... Can any human being ever reach that kind of light... I call on the resting soul of Galileo... King of night vision, king of insight... I'm not making a joke, you know me...I take everything so seriously... If we wait for the time 'til all souls get it right... Then at least I know there'll be no nuclear annihilation... Can any human being ever reach the highest light... Except for Galileo — God rest his soul... Except for the resting soul of Galileo..."

"I don't know what to believe I just show up and breathe Anymore"

"The Mississippi's mighty But it starts in Minnesota At a place that you could walk across with five steps down."

"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo. God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."

"And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I, my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we've lost."

"Slow down, you move too fast, You've got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobblestones, Looking for fun and feeling groovy. Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy."

"Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me."

"I'm sitting in the railway station, Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was Homeward bound. Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me."

"Hey sunshine, I haven't seen you in a long time. Why don't you show your face and bend my mind? These clouds stick to the sky, Like a floating question why. And they linger there to die. They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I."

"From the moment of my birth To the instant of my death, There are patterns I must follow Just as I must breathe each breath. Like a rat in a maze, The path before me lies. And the pattern never alters Until the rat dies."

"I am a rock, I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain."

"And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence."

"And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence."

""Fools", said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows."

"Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains, Within the sound of silence."

"In the clearing stands a boxer, And a fighter by his trade. And he carries the reminders Of ev'ry glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains."

"When I left my home And my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, Running scared, Laying low, Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go, Looking for the places Only they would know."

"I am just a poor boy. Though my story's seldom told, I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. All lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest."

"Cecilia, you're breaking my heart, You're shaking my confidence daily. Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees, I'm begging you please To come home. Come on home."

"I'd rather be a hammer than a nail. Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would."

"When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down."

"Time, time, time, see what's become of me, While I looked around for my possibilities. I was so hard to please. But look around, Leaves are brown, And the sky is a hazy shade of winter."

""Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together. I've got some real estate here in my bag." So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies, And walked off to look for America."

"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo. What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."

"Laugh about it, shout about it, When you've got to choose, Every way you look at it, you lose."