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Riverbank plum tree... Do your reflected blossoms really flow away? Buson

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End of a Summer's Drive

Rich Fein 1997 Even her sweat could seduce; his hand sweeps across the vinyl seat and he tastes her salty residue on his fingers. Through the windshield, in humid July, he sees her hair, her blouse, her shorts, recede. She turns the corner, gone. He is left only with her impression on the car seat cover. Underneath, the foam freed at last from the weight of her buttocks and bare thighs, slowly rises till the outline fades, and the seat cover returns to the flat and level. One last time his fingers caress the seat searching for a trace of salt to preserve the moment.

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Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes

byPaul Simon

(a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange (a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing Ta na na Ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these diamonds And I could say Oo oo oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes And puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bodegas and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes And I could say Oo oo oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose These walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes
Words and Music by Paul Simon Beginning by Paul Simon and Joseph Shabalala 1986 Paul Simon (BMI) Found On: Graceland Negotiations And Love Songs, 1971-1986 Paul Simon's Concert In The Park Paul Simon 1964/1993
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