Perhaps just a glimpse will do,

Perhaps then, I will tell you the truth.

All the things that you need to know

All the secrets that have never been told.

The years have made me older 

But they have not made me bolder.

My heart, it is still troubled,

Sometimes I think, it has turned colder.

I'd planned so much to do today

But you see, the tears they cloud my eyes,

I unravel 

And couldn't remember the reason

Why I cried. 

There are so many secrets that I keep

And you, miles away,

You couldn't hear me weep,

Could you? 

The seasons will change 

But me, I remain forever fettered

To the cold, dreary darkness.

She was already drowning when she met him.

She listens to the breaths of the ocean- swoosh splat- the waves crash against her cheeks. 

The saltiness of the ocean mixes in with her tears. She is floating but in a moment, she will be sinking, into that deep silent ocean.

She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes,  and readies herself for that final moment.

She knows that soon she will be enveloped in a cocoon of silence, a silence she yearns so much for; the incessant chatter in her mind has kept her awake for months. She craves that nothingness and prays that the fear of a painful death when her body is deprived of oxygen, will dissipate soon. 

I had a feeling that Kathy's Song would be on the vinyl that was bought a long time ago. Lo and behold it was there. Although the record was quite scratchy, I still thought it was pretty nice. Sound of silence is definitely a vinyl song too. 

I must have listened to Kathy's Song a hundred times in the past two days. There's just something cathartic about listening to a song over and over again till you get sick of it and then repeat the process again, a few years done the road, when you re-discover the song. 

She emptied her pockets

She didn't have two dimes

To rub together.

A gentle tear slid down her face

What does she have to give 

To the one she loves

She who has nothing

Has no right to love. 

She hung her head low

Her heart, a little aching

She has nothing to give 

Nothing to give 

So she can't have him. 

Kathy's Song- Simon and Garfunkel

I hear the drizzle of the rain

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.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I thought this was quite a brilliant song despite its simplicity.i especially like this verse:

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.

It's a subtle love song written for a Kathleen Chitty, whom Paul was besotted with in the 60s.

Gently I laid my head down to sleep

That old lullaby of years gone by

It was sang to me

Ah, that sweet clarity and cadences 

The rhythm that caresses

And moves with every breath.