IN THE CLEARING STANDS A BOXER

1 Apr

NYalley

I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises

hobo

In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know

homlessNYC

wishing I was gonegoinghomewherethenewyorkcitywintersaren’t bleeding me

oldtimehookers2

I get no offers, just a come-on
From the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there

oldtimehookers

When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers

boxer

Lie la lie…

kettledrum

Lyrics: Paul Simon

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3 Responses to “IN THE CLEARING STANDS A BOXER”

  1. Peter Patton April 2, 2011 at 7:52 am #

    Truly beautiful song, written by a true poet. How come the era of pop music being completely at home with political engagement, poetry, beauty, and cleverness, was so short?

    Vale.

  2. AC Stewart April 3, 2011 at 1:53 am #

    a true poet.

    Yep, it’s a trifecta of Jew-Boys: Dylan, Cohen, Simon. They revolutionized poetry.

    How come the era of pop music being completely at home with political engagement, poetry, beauty, and cleverness, was so short?

    It goes that way: barbarism, shit together, decadence.

  3. AC Stewart April 3, 2011 at 1:53 am #

    It’s another trifecta 🙂

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