(Paul Simon)



One and one-half wandering Jews

Free to wander wherever they choose

Are travelling together

In the Sangre de Cristo

The Blood of Christ Mountains

Of New Mexico

On the last leg of the journey

They started a long time ago

The arc of a love affair

Rainbows in the high desert air

Mountain passes slipping into stones

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

Thinking back to the season before

Looking back through the cracks in the door

Two people were married

The act was outrageous

The bride was contagious

She burned like a bride

These events may have had some effect

On the man with the girl by his side

The arc of a love affair

His hands rolling down her hair

Love like lightning shaking till it moans

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

And whoa whoa whoa

She said why?

Why don't we drive through the night

And we'll wake up down in Mexico

Oh I

I don't know nothin' about nothin'

About Mexico

And tell me why

Why won't you love me

For who I am

Where I am

He said:

'Cause that's not the way the world is baby

This is how I love you, baby

This is how I love you, baby

One and one-half wandering Jews

Returned to their natural coasts

To resume old acquaintances

Step out occasionally

And speculate who had been damaged the most

Easy time will determine if these consolations

Will be their reward

The arc of a love affair

Waiting to be restored

You take two bodies and you twirl them into one

Their hearts and their bones

And they won't come undone

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones

Hearts and bones