I hear the drizzle of the rain

[ET Awful]

Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind’s distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you’re asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And as a song I was writing is left undone
I don’t know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can’t believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go i.

[Modem Butterfly]

1. Such a romantic song

[ET Awful]

8. One of my all time favorite love songs. . . unfortunately, I have no

one to dedicate it to at the moment, but it's still a cool song :)

[StopTheMorans]

2. bullshit. unless you're on vacation from MA, there's no way it's above

15 degrees my friend, so there's no way that it's raining :P

[ET Awful]

4. How about . . . I hear the pelting of the hail? :) n/t

[Modem Butterfly]

10. Or "I hear the tinkle of the ice"

[Carson]

3. I love Simon and Garfunkel...best duo ever. nt

[ET Awful]

6. I believe that was actually done by Paul Simon solo before there WAS

a Simon and Garfunkel. It was on Simon's "Songbook" album and featured a picture of he and Kathy (yes, the same Kathy of Kathy's Song) on the cover.



There were quite a few other songs on the album that later became Simon and Garfunkel classics like "I Am A Rock","Sound of Silence", etc.

[txaslftist]

5. Probably S&G's greatest song.

[ET Awful]

7. But what about . . .

A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert McNamara'd Into Submission)

I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored.
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd.
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind.
I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
Communist, 'cause I'm left-handed.
That's the hand I use, well, never mind!

I been Phil Spectored, resurrected.
I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered.
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay.
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce,
And all my wealth won't buy me health,
So I smoke a pint of tea a day.

I knew a man, his brain was so small,
He couldn't think of nothing at all.
He's not the same as you and me.
He doesn't dig poetry. He's so unhip that
When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talking about Dylan Thomas,
Whoever he was.
The man ain't got no culture,
But it's alright, ma,
Everybody must get stoned.

I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered.
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled,
Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled.
I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone.

[txaslftist]

9. too polictickal

[LynzM]

11. Love his (their) music!

Simon and Garfunkle's collected works was the first book I used teaching myself to play chords on the piano... all kinds of good stuff in there!