<html aria-label="message body"><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space; font-size: 22px;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">American Tune</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Many's the time I've been mistaken and many times</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">confused.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Yes, and often felt forsaken and certainly misused.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">But I'm all right, I'm all right, I'm just weary to my</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">bones.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Still, you don’t expect to be bright and bon vivant so</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">far away from home, so far away from home.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">And I don't know a soul who's not been battered I</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">don't have a friend who feels at ease.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I don't know a dream that's not been shattered or</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">driven to its knees.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">But it's all right, it's all right, for we've lived so</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">well so long.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on, I</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">wonder what went wrong, I can't help but wonder what</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">went wrong.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">And I dreamed I was dying. </span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly and looking</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">back down at me smiled reassuringly, and I dreamed I</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">was flying.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">And high above my eyes could clearly see the Statue of</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Liberty sailing away to sea, and I dreamed I was</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">flying.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">And we come on the ship they call the Mayflower, we</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">come on the ship that sailed the moon.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">We come in the age's most uncertain hour and sing an</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">American tune</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">oh, but it’s all right, it's all right, it's all</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">right, you can't be forever blessed.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day and</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I'm trying to get some rest, that's all I'm trying is</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">to get some rest.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> - Paul Simon</span></body></html>