“As if I didn’t know that/ As if I didn’t know my own bed…”
I heard this song for the first time in years last week, and damn, it hit me hard. I thought of how great a songwriter/musician Paul Simon is, and how he might even get overlooked at times. I thought of how perfect a song “Graceland” is; I liken it to Neil Young’s “Cortez the Killer” in the sense that he’s talking about a story, and then he hits you with a line about how “ losing love is like a window in your heart/ everybody sees you’re blown apart…”
I love it when you think you have a song figured out, and then along comes the surprise, musically or lyrically, that reminds you of why you listen to music in the first place: to be moved.
“Graceland.” There’s more to the picture than meets the eye.