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Track: The Cool, Cool River
Artist: Paul Simon
Album: The Rhythm Of The Saints

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Name: Paul Simon
Spotify Genres: singer-songwriter
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American singer-songwriter born October 13, 1941, Newark, New Jersey, USA, who rose to fame as one part of [a232157]. After splitting up with [a=Art Garfunkel], he went on to have a successful solo career. Inducted into Rock And Roll Hall of Fame in 2001 (Performer). His first marriage was to [a=Peggy Harper] with whom he had a son [a906246]. He was then briefly married to [a637386] from 1983 until their divorce in 1984. His third wife is folk singer [a408641].

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Release: Paul Simon - The Rhythm Of The Saints
Year: 1990
Genres: Rock, Pop, Folk, World, & Country
Styles: Pop Rock

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LYRICS

Moves like a fist through the traffic
Anger and no one can heal it
Shoves a little bump into the momentum
It's just a little lump
But you feel it
In the creases and the shadows
With a rattling deep emotion
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, white ocean

Yes Boss. The government handshake
Yes Boss. The crusher of language
Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater,
The face at the edge of the banquet
The cool, the cool river
The cool, the cool river

I believe in the future
I may live in my car
My radio tuned to
The voice of a star
Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm
And these old hopes and fears
Still at my side

Anger and no one can heal it
Slides through the metal detector
Lives like a mole in a motel
A slide in a slide projector
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, white ocean
The rage of love turns inward
To prayers of devotion
And these prayers are
The constant road across the wilderness
These prayers are
These prayers are the memory of God
The memory of God

And I believe in the future
We shall suffer no more
Maybe not in my lifetime
But in yours I feel sure
Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
And these streets
Quiet as a sleeping army
Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the mother's restless son
Who is a witness to, who is a warrior
Who denies his urge to break and run

Who says: Hard times?
I'm used to them
The speeding planet burns
I'm used to that
My life's so common it disappears
And sometimes even music
Cannot substitute for tears