American Tune

[Voltaire]

Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes and I've often been foresaken
And certainly misused
Oh but I'm allright....I'm allright
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be bright and bon vivant
So far away from home
So far away from home

I don't know a soul that's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
Oh but its allright, its allright
For we've lived so well, so long
Still, when I think of the road we're travelling on
I wonder what's gone wrong
I can't help it I wonder, what's gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me, smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty, sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying

Oh they come on the ship they call the Mayflower
They come on the ship that sailed the Moon
They come in the Age's most uncertain hour
And sing an American Tune
Ah, but its allright. . .
It's allright, It's alright
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying, to get some rest

Paul Simon

Have a great day everyone...Peace