A Poem on the Underground Wall
Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics


The last train is nearly due
The underground is closing soon
And in the dark deserted station
Restless in anticipation
A man waits in the shadows

His restless eyes leap and scratch
At all that they can touch or catch
And hidden deep within his pocket
Safe within its silent socket
He holds a colored crayon

Now from the tunnel's stony womb
The carriage rides to meet the groom
And opens wide and welcome doors
But he hesitates, then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows

And the train is gone suddenly
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand

Now from his pocket quick he flashes
The crayon on the wall he slashes
Deep upon the advertising
A single-worded poem comprised of four letters

And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night, ooh

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Written by: PAUL SIMON

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Giovanni Tiroldi

The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And in the dark deserted station,
Restless in anticipation,
A man waits in the shadows.

His restless eyes leap and scratch,
At all that they can touch or catch,
And hidden deep within his pocket,
Safe within its silent socket,
He holds a colored crayon.

Now from the tunnel's stony womb,
The carriage rides to meet the groom,
And opens wide and welcome doors,
But he hesitates, then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows.

And the train is gone suddenly
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany,
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand.

Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
The crayon on the wall he slashes,
Deep upon the advertising,
A single worded poem comprised
Of four letters.

And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.



Abhijit Dasgupta

A story starts with nothing
A story ends with nothing
In between I remain perplexed
The four letter word made me transfixed

The song came and gone
A dimly lit man half heartedly shown
In my dream I fear I hear
The scratching of the crayon that softly moan



All comments from YouTube:

Byron Gordon

To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

Wow. That line. Simon was/is a masterful lyricist.

Maria Smith

@Jorge Limon the subway coming down the tunnel toward the man of the poem/song.

Jorge Limon

@slide4180 what's does this mean exactly? I've been itching to know

slide4180

This line has always haunted me:


Now from the tunnel's stony womb,
The carriage rides to meet the groom...

SwitcherooU

It's one of my favorite lyrics, too. Especially resonant for those of us who prefer the night to day.

AxSirlotl

I really began to appreciate Paul Simon's skill as a guitarist when I tried to learn this song.

noooddle

The rhythm capture the train so amazingly and the tension of moment.  In under two minutes.  This is really kind of stunning.

TheBarkinFrog

I can think of two songs that do the same sort of capture; Orange Blossom Special and Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald. There are probably others. Those are the ones that come to mind.

TheBarkinFrog

@Top 10 Wizard No, they are not. A subway is simply an underground train.

Top 10 Wizard

I think a train and a subway are two separate things, but yeah tracks are tracks.

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