Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

Simon & Garfunkel

Through the corridors of sleep
Past shadows dark and deep
my mind dances and leaps in confusion
I don’t know what is real
I can’t touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion

So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
my life will never end
and flowers never bend
with the rainfall

The mirror on my wall
cast an image dark and small
but I’m not sure at all it’s my reflection
I’m blinded by the light
of God, and truth and right
and I wander in the night without direction


(It’s) no matter if you’re born
to play the king or pawn
for the line is thinly drawn ‘tween joy and sorrow
so my fantasy
becomes reality
and I must be, what I must be, and face tomorrow