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Patterns - Paul Simon (保罗·西蒙)
The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves

Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees

And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall

Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl

Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room

As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom

Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see

The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me

From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death

There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies

And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies

And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell

And it's fitting that it should
For in darkness I must dwell
Like the color of my skin
Or the day that I grow old

My life is made of patterns

That can scarcely be controlled