Simon & Garfunkel

Simon and Garfunkel are an American popular music duo comprising Paul Simon and Arthur "Art" Garfunkel. They are well known for their close harmonies and sometimes unstable relationship. Simon and Garfunkel were among the most popular recording artists of the 1960s, and are best known for their songs "The Sound of Silence", "Mrs. Robinson", and "Bridge over Troubled Water". They have received several Grammys and are inductees of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Long Island Music Hall of Fame (2007). They have reunited on several occasions since their 1970 break-up, most famously for 1981's The Concert in Central Park, which attracted 500,000 people.

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains,
Within the sound of silence.
~ The Sound of Silence

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo.
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey.
Hey hey hey.
~ Mrs. Robinson

Song lyrics

All lyrics by Paul Simon, except as noted.

Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M. (1964)

• Hello darkness, my old friend,
  I've come to talk with you again,
  Because a vision softly creeping,
  Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
  And the vision that was planted in my brain
  Still remains,
  Within the sound of silence.
  • The Sound of Silence

• And in the naked light I saw
  Ten thousand people, maybe more.
  People talking without speaking,
  People hearing without listening,
  People writing songs that voices never share
  And no one dare
  Disturb the sound of silence.
  • The Sound of Silence

• "Fools", said I, "You do not know
  Silence like a cancer grows.
  • The Sound of Silence

• And the people bowed and prayed
  To the neon god they made.
  And the sign flashed out its warning,
  In the words that it was forming.
  And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
  And tenement halls."
  And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
  • The Sound of Silence

Sounds of Silence (1966)

• I am a rock,
  I am an island.
  I've built walls,
  A fortress deep and mighty,
  That none may penetrate.
  I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
  It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
  • I Am a Rock

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme (1966)

• From the moment of my birth
  To the instant of my death,
  There are patterns I must follow
  Just as I must breathe each breath.
  Like a rat in a maze,
  The path before me lies.
  And the pattern never alters
  Until the rat dies.
  • Patterns

• Hey sunshine,
  I haven't seen you in a long time.
  Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?
  These clouds stick to the sky,
  Like a floating question why.
  And they linger there to die.
  They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I.
  • Cloudy, written by Paul Simon and Bruce Woodley

• I'm sitting in the railway station,
  Got a ticket to my destination.
  On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand.
  And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
  Homeward bound,
  I wish I was
  Homeward bound.
  Home where my thought's escaping,
  Home where my music's playing,
  Home where my love lies waiting
  Silently for me.
  • Homeward Bound

• Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
  I'll play the game and pretend.
  But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
  Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
  • Homeward Bound

• Slow down, you move too fast,
  You've got to make the morning last.
  Just kicking down the cobblestones,
  Looking for fun and feeling groovy.
  Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy.
  • The 59th Street Bridge Song

• And you read your Emily Dickinson,
  And I, my Robert Frost,
  And we note our place with bookmarkers
  That measure what we've lost.
  • The Dangling Conversation

The Graduate (1968)

• And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
  Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo.
  God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson,
  Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey.
  Hey hey hey.
  • Mrs. Robinson

• Laugh about it, shout about it,
  When you've got to choose,
  Every way you look at it, you lose.
  • Mrs. Robinson

• Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
  Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo.
  What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
  Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey.
  Hey hey hey.
  • Mrs. Robinson

Bookends (1968)

• "Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together.
  I've got some real estate here in my bag."
  So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies,
  And walked off to look for America.
  • America

• Time, time, time, see what's become of me,
  While I looked around for my possibilities.
  I was so hard to please.
  But look around,
  Leaves are brown,
  And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
  • A Hazy Shade of Winter

Bridge over Troubled Water (1970)

• When you're weary, feeling small,
  When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;
  I'm on your side. When times get rough
  And friends just can't be found,
  Like a bridge over troubled water,
  I will lay me down.
  Like a bridge over troubled water,
  I will lay me down.
  • Bridge over Troubled Water

• I'd rather be a hammer than a nail.
  Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would.
  • El Cóndor Pasa, written by Daniel Alomía Robles, English lyrics by Paul Simon

• Cecilia, you're breaking my heart,
  You're shaking my confidence daily.
  Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees,
  I'm begging you please
  To come home.
  Come on home.
  • Cecilia

• I am just a poor boy.
  Though my story's seldom told,
  I have squandered my resistance
  For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.
  All lies and jest
  Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
  • The Boxer

• When I left my home
  And my family,
  I was no more than a boy
  In the company of strangers
  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.
  • The Boxer

• In the clearing stands a boxer,
  And a fighter by his trade.
  And he carries the reminders
  Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
  Or cut him till he cried out
  In his anger and his shame,
  "I am leaving, I am leaving."
  But the fighter still remains.
  • The Boxer