Karaoké The Boy in the Bubble Paul Simon

It was a slow day and the sun was beating on the soldiers by the side of the road

There was a bright light a shattering of shop windows

The bomb in the baby carriage was wired to the radio

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

The way we look to a distant constellation that's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry

It was a dry wind and it swept across the desert

And it curled into the circle of birth

And the dead sand falling on the children

The mothers and the fathers and the automatic earth

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

Oh yeah

The way we look to a distant constellation that's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry

It's a turn-around jump shot

It's everybody jump start

It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts

Medicine is magical and magical is art

Think of the boy in the bubble and the baby with the baboon heart

And I believe these are the days of lasers in the jungle lasers in the jungle somewhere

Staccato signals of constant information

A loose affiliation of millionaires and billionaires and baby

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

Oh yeah

The way we look to a distant constellation that is dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry, baby don't cry, don't cry, don't cry

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