All I Know - Art Garfunkel

I keep reminding myself Just a little more time then I'm through it Every time I'm checking my phone I get a little bit better when you're not on it And your side of my bed I just leave be The drawings you made me I still keep And all of your clothes that you left me they're still here And I'm tired of talks with my ceiling I'm dying to ask you 'bout everything Even though knowing your answer might hurt me If what we had was real love And there's no denying it Then you knew when you ended us What we would be losing And I know it wasn't easy But all I wanna know is baby When was the moment you felt it When you knew you wouldn't regret it Tried keeping it to myself 'Cause I didn't wanna deal with it Oh and while it seems like you're moving on I'm still here I couldn't be any further from it no 'Cause I leave The songs that you showed me on repeat The notes that you wrote me I still read From back when I still made you happy It reminds me That I'm tired of talks with my ceiling I'm dying to ask you 'bout everything Even though knowing your answer might hurt me If what we had was real love And there's no denying it Then you knew when you ended us What we would be losing And I know it wasn't easy But all I wanna know is baby When was the moment you felt it When you knew you wouldn't regret it When you knew you wouldn't regret it When was the moment you felt it 'Cause I'm sick of sitting in my bed Holding on to the things you left Like you'd come back for it Like it's not over yet And I know it seems like I'm a mess But I'm not you I can't forget I keep on hoping I'm still wondering If what we had was real love And there's no denying it Then you knew when you ended us What we would be losing And I know it wasn't easy But all I wanna know is baby When was the moment you felt it When you knew you wouldn't regret it When you knew you wouldn't regret it When was the moment you felt it Oh when was the moment you felt it When you knew you wouldn't regret it

All I know, keep my eyes closed Getting lost inside my dreams it feels alive though Can't deny I got blessings in the disguise yeah In my dreams you always leave, don't know where to go Go, go, yeah, yeah Away, away, away Please, don't, don't go Away, away, away Yuh, yeah I know it's been a while I got ignorance that made a lot of ground Might be right, might be all in my fucking mind, yeah Got my head up in the clouds, ain't comin' down, yeah, ooh Yeah, then the shawty came through Ain't nobody like you Holdin' on, I can't choose, oh why Yea, I know you need more I can't do both at the same time yeah, yeah, yeah I don't know if I, can put it all away for you All I know, keep my eyes closed Getting lost inside my dreams it feels alive though Can't deny I got blessings in the disguise yeah In my dreams you always leave, don't know where to go Go, go, yeah, yeah Away, away, away Please, don't, don't go Away, away, away I know I've been stalling for a while, now, yeah Feel like either way I'm losing out, oh no, yeah I been in MIA been down and out, yeah, yeah But I can't let this go That's not fair on you Got my back against the wall, either way I'm gonna fall I be, I be fallin' for you Yea, I know you need more I can't do both at the same time yeah, yeah, yeah I don't know if I, can put it all away for you All I know, keep my eyes closed Getting lost inside my dreams it feels alive though Can't deny I got blessings in the disguise yeah In my dreams you always leave, don't know where to go Go, go, yeah, yeah Away, away, away Please, don't, don't go Away, away, away

Why don't we stop foolin' ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just The New York Times Sittin' on the windowsill Near the flowers We might as well be apart It hardly matters, we sleep separately And drop a smile passin' in the hall But there's no laughs left 'Cause we laughed them all And we laughed them all In a very short time Time is tapping on my forehead Hangin' from my mirror Rattlin' the teacups And I wonder- How long can I delay? We're just a habit, like saccharin And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue But each time I try on the thought of leavin' you I stop I stop and think it over

Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me? I got no place to go I've walked around Soho for the last night or so Ah, but it doesn't matter, no Blessed is the land and the kingdom Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me? My words trickle down From a wound that I have no intention to heal Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me? I, I have tended my own garden much too long

Cloudy The sky is gray and white and cloudy Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles I'm a ragamuffin child Pointed finger, painted smile I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a while Cloudy My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy They have no borders, no boundaries They echo and they swell From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell Down from Berkeley to Carmel Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill 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?" They linger there to die They don't know where they're going and, my friend, neither do I Cloudy Cloudy Cloudy Cloudy Cloudy

Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes of the old friends Old friends, winter companions, the old men Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset The sounds of the city sifting through trees Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends Can you imagine us years from today Sharing a park bench quietly? How terribly strange to be 70 Old friends, memory brushes the same years Silently sharing the same fears