A Poem On The Underground Wall - Live Lyrics

Song	A Poem On The Underground Wall - Live
Artist	Simon
Album	The Essential Simon & Garfunkel
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	Lyrics：Paul Simon Music：Paul Simon
	The last train is nearly due,
	The underground is closing soon,
	And in the dark deserted station,
	Restless in anticipation,
	A man waits in the shadows.
	His restless eyes leap and scratch,
	At all that they can touch or catch,
	And hidden deep within his pocket,
	Safe within its silent socket,
	He holds a colored crayon.
	Now from the tunnel's stony womb,
	The carriage rides to meet the groom,
	And opens wide and welcome doors,
	But he hesitates, then withdraws
	Deeper in the shadows.
	And the train is gone suddenly
	On wheels clicking silently
	Like a gently tapping litany,
	And he holds his crayon rosary
	Tighter in his hand.
	Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
	The crayon on the wall he slashes,
	Deep upon the advertising,
	A single worded poem comprised
	Of four letters.
	And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
	The poem across the tracks rebounding
	Shadowed by the exit light
	His legs take their ascending flight
	To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

	Lyrics: Paul Simon Music: Paul Simon
	The last train is nearly due,
	The underground is closing soon,
	And in the dark deserted station,
	Restless in anticipation,
	A man waits in the shadows.
	His restless eyes leap and scratch,
	At all that they can touch or catch,
	And hidden deep within his pocket,
	Safe within its silent socket,
	He holds a colored crayon.
	Now from the tunnel' s stony womb,
	The carriage rides to meet the groom,
	And opens wide and welcome doors,
	But he hesitates, then withdraws
	Deeper in the shadows.
	And the train is gone suddenly
	On wheels clicking silently
	Like a gently tapping litany,
	And he holds his crayon rosary
	Tighter in his hand.
	Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
	The crayon on the wall he slashes,
	Deep upon the advertising,
	A single worded poem comprised
	Of four letters.
	And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
	The poem across the tracks rebounding
	Shadowed by the exit light
	His legs take their ascending flight
	To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

	Lyrics: Paul Simon Music: Paul Simon
	The last train is nearly due,
	The underground is closing soon,
	And in the dark deserted station,
	Restless in anticipation,
	A man waits in the shadows.
	His restless eyes leap and scratch,
	At all that they can touch or catch,
	And hidden deep within his pocket,
	Safe within its silent socket,
	He holds a colored crayon.
	Now from the tunnel' s stony womb,
	The carriage rides to meet the groom,
	And opens wide and welcome doors,
	But he hesitates, then withdraws
	Deeper in the shadows.
	And the train is gone suddenly
	On wheels clicking silently
	Like a gently tapping litany,
	And he holds his crayon rosary
	Tighter in his hand.
	Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
	The crayon on the wall he slashes,
	Deep upon the advertising,
	A single worded poem comprised
	Of four letters.
	And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
	The poem across the tracks rebounding
	Shadowed by the exit light
	His legs take their ascending flight
	To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

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