The Boy In The Bubble
Pilgrims' Way Lyrics


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@trucynguyen124

The Mississippi Delta
Was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the Civil War

I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"

I'm going to Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland

And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing into Graceland

And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

Whoa, oh, oh
In Graceland, in Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland



@probinson7967

Exactly. I was blown away by the brilliance of this song.

>>But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland
...
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland<<

Grace is possible, despite our failings.



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@janeweisner8364

I don’t think Paul Simon gets the respect and honor as a great American singer/songwriter poet. He is an American treasure.

@podpod

Nah he does

@dianebrantley2890

I agree.!

@dingeswoeliewoelie3180

Yes!

@elrondhubbard7059

I tell you this as a culturally observant non-American westerner (I'm Australian), there are a small cast of zany characters who I think of as being uniquely American. And not in some tacky, flag-waving sense. Someone like Hunter Thompson or Theodore Roosevelt or Bob Dylan. Certain personalities that have been forged by a unique American identity.

I have always understood the 'American-ness' of Paul Simon's songs. Like in The Boxer he talks about being in New York in the winter and befriending homeless people and how bad he wants to go home, or in Papa Hobo he sings about how good Detroit's hockey team is and how much carbon dioxide you breathe in while living there.
There's nothing like a Paul Simon song. It's like a folk tale about travelling through he U.S., town by town, and being on some kind of beatnik hobo journey where you sleep in rough places but have lifechanging experiences.

He is absolutely in my eyes an American treasure.

@usaamahsiddiqui2286

He does

@devious187

She said losing love is like a window in your heart, everybody sees you're blown apart... what a fantastic lyricist, he knows how to paint a picture with words

@jonahtonto

As if I never noticed the way she brushed her hair and farted

@cuzinofie6

Ive always cherished and admired his ability to stay so real and vulnerable/writing REAL lyrics while in the music industry and famous.

@manqobanzimande7652

i have a reason to believe we will all be received in GRACELAND....

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