The Rhythm Of The Saints Lyrics by Paul Simon
If I have weaknesses
Don’t let them blind me
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If I have weaknesses
Don’t let them blind me
Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
Was a sunny day
Not a cloud was in the sky
Soft parachutes, Fourth of July
And villages burning
Went to my doctor yesterday
She said I seem to be okay
When you’re weary
And feeling small
On the side of a hill in a land called ‘Somewhere’
A little boy lies asleep in the earth
It was the morning of October 6th, 1960
I was wearing my brown suit