Art Garfunkel

Down in the willow garden Where me and my love did meet, As we set there a courtin', My love fell off to sleep. I had a bottle of burgundy wine, My love she did not know. So I poisoned that dear little girl On the banks below. I drew a saber through

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 In restless dreams I walked alon

i only have eyes for you -art garfunkel my love must be a kind of blind love i can't see anyone but you are the stars out tonight? i don't know if it's cloudy or bright i only have eyes for you, dear the moon may be high but i can't see a thing in th

A stick, a stone, It's the end of the road, It's the rest of a stump, It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, It is life, it's the sun, It is night, it is death, It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, A fox in the brush, The knot in the

I bruise you You bruise me We both bruise so easily Too easily to let it show I love you, and thats all I know And all my plans keep falling through All my plans they Depend on you Depend on you To help them grow I love you And thats all I know When

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(What A) Wonderful World - Art Garfunkel What a wonderful, wonderful world this would be What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful world Don't know much about history Don't know much biology Don't know much about a science book Don't know muc

New York To that tall skyline I come Flyin' in from London To your door New York Lookin' down on Central Park Where they say you should not wander after dark New York Like a scene from all those movies But you're real enough to me There's a heart A h

Bright Eyes Art Garfunkel Is it a kind of a dream Floating out on the tide Following the river of death downstream Oh, is it a dream? There's a fog along the horizon A strange glow in the sky And nobody seems to know where you go And what does it mea