所属专辑:Live from New York City.1967
时长: 02:49
作词 : Paul Simon[00:00:01]
The night sets softly[00:00:17]
With the hush of falling leaves[00:00:19]
Casting shivering shadows[00:00:24]
On the houses through the trees[00:00:27]
And the light from a street lamp[00:00:32]
Paints a pattern on my wall[00:00:34]
Like the pieces of a puzzle[00:00:39]
Or a child's uneven scrawl[00:00:41]
Up a narrow flight of stairs[00:00:47]
In a narrow little room[00:00:49]
As I lie upon my bed[00:00:54]
In the early evening gloom[00:00:56]
Impaled on my wall[00:01:01]
My eyes can dimly see[00:01:03]
The pattern of my life[00:01:08]
And the puzzle that is me[00:01:10]
From the moment of my birth[00:01:16]
To the instant of my death[00:01:18]
There are patterns I must follow[00:01:23]
Just as I must breathe each breath[00:01:25]
Like a rat in a maze[00:01:30]
The path before me lies[00:01:32]
And the pattern never alters[00:01:37]
Until the rat dies[00:01:39]
And the pattern still remains[00:02:02]
On the wall where darkness fell[00:02:04]
And it's fitting that it should[00:02:09]
For in darkness I must dwell[00:02:11]
Like the color of my skin[00:02:15]
Or the day that I grow old[00:02:18]
My life is made of patterns[00:02:23]
That can scarcely be controlled[00:02:25]