Текст песни Paul Simon - Proof
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Soon our fortunes will be made, my darlingAnd we will leave this loathsome little townSilver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my babySilver foil to trim your wedding gownIts true the tools of love wear downTime passesA mind wandersIt seems mindless, but it doesSometimes I see you faceAs if through reading glassesAnd your smile seems softer than it wasProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowProofSane people go crazy on youSay no man, that was notThe deal we madeI got to go, I got to goFaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyoneMy face, my raceDont matter anymoreMy sex, my chequesAccepted at the doorProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowProofSane people go crazy on youSay no man, that was notThe deal we madeI got to, I got to goFaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyoneHalf moon hiding in the clouds, my darlingAnd the sky is flecked with signs of hopeRaise your weary wings against the rain, my babyWash your tangled curls with gamblers soapProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowSane people go crazy on youSay no man, that was notThe deal we madeI got to, I got to, I got toFaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyone