Quiet
I am heading for a time of quiet
When my restlessness is past
And I can lay down on my blanket
And release my fists at last
I am heading for a time of solitude
Of peace without illusions
When the perfect circle
Marries all beginnings and conclusions
And when they say
That you´re not good enough
Well the answer is
You´re not
But who are they
Or what is it
That eats at what you´ve got
With the hunger of ambition
For the change inside the purse
They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends
Handcuffs on the soul
And worse
I am heading for a place of quiet
Where the sage and sweetgrass grow
By a lake of sacred waters
From the mountain´s melted snow
Organo Pump Reed: Alain Mallet
Vihuela: Jay Elfenbein
Arpa 96-Tone, Whirly Pipe y Rubbed Steel Bowl: Skip La Plante
Upright Bass: Peter Herbert
Tromba Doo: Mark Stewart
© 2000 Paul Simon (BMI)
Disco: You're The One
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