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Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
Simon And Garfunkel
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.
She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.
Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.
My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.
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About this Song
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M. by Simon and Garfunkel is a poignant folk song that tells the story of a man's feelings of regret and reflection as he leaves town after committing a crime. The song delves into themes of guilt, consequence, and yearning for redemption. It is a reflective narrative, emphasizing a moment of introspection during the quiet, solitary hours of the early morning. Particularly poignant moments in the song include the man's reminiscence of his lover and the peaceful life he is leaving behind, contrasted with the gravity of his actions and the inevitable consequences that await him.
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