Simon And Garfunkel Collaged Poem

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Something told me it's all happening 

   

We've all gone to look for America

with holes in our confidence
and holes in the knees
of my jeans

Me and room service

are living the life of sin

Couched in our indifference

My words trickle down

 

I have squandered my resistance

I wonder how your engine feels

Like a bridge

over troubled

waters?

I'd rather be a sparrow
 

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