Here Comes The Sun - The Beatles

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An Irish Blessing

Like A Bridge Over Troubled Water

I’m not real good at knowing the lyrics to songs. My husband laughs at me. Here I am singing: “Like a bridge over troubled water….nnaaa naaaa naahha naaaa naaaa. Like a bridge over troubled water.” I mean, how hard could it be to learn some lyrics? For me that’s a toughie. Anyway, my new thing is to memorize some songs that I love.

Here are the lyrics to, “Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water” There will be a quiz later on. And, because I can’t carry a tune worth toots, here’s an video of Art Garfunkel singing it.

Bridge Over Trouble Water

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.

When you’re down and out,
When you’re on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I’ll take your part.
When darkness comes
And pain is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.

Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind.

Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
© 1969 Paul Simon

Sensing Me

I’m listening to an album called, Saffron and Silk by Govi right now. Clicking on the link will take you to Amazon where you can listen to the tracks on the album. I so enjoy his instrumental music. As I eased into the listening of it I was sort of struck by how this music is me. It’s a me on another level. To look at I’m not at all striking. I’m getting old. I’m overweight. I’m certainly not stylish. I’m a dumpy, middle aged woman. And, yet as I listen to this music I sense similarities between this music and who I am underneath the veneer of outward gloss. It’s a freshness and hope I sense. It’s an enthusiasm for the day. It’s a totally better and more vibrant me than the me I am as I sit here in this chair writing these words.

It must be because I am taking today off from work. I’ve turned the focus of my attention in a direction other than daily duty and have allowed my mind to explore, albeit briefly, the fringes of my psychic reality and hence I find myself wandering across this music.

It’s struck a chord with me.