* * The teacher Paul Simon * * * There once was a teacher of great renownWhose words were like the tablets of stoneBecause it is easier to learn than unlearnBecause we have passed the point of no returnGather your goods & follow meOr you ´ ll surely dieI was only a child of the cityMy parents were children of immigrant stockSo we followed as followers goOver a mountain with a napkin of snowAnd ate the berries & rootsThat grown along the timberlineDeeper & deeper the dreamer of loveSleep on a quilt of starsIt is coldSometimes you can not catch your breathIt is so coldTime & abundance thickened his stepSo the teacher divided in twoOne half ate the forest & fieldsThe other half sucked all the moisture from the cloudsAnd we , we were amazed at the power of his appetiteDeeper & deeper the dreamer of loveSleeps on a quilt of starsSometimes we do not know who we ´ reSometimes force overpowers us & we cryMy teacher carry me homeCarry me home my teacherCarry me homeCarry me home my teacherCarry me home * * There once was a teacher of great renownWhose words were like the tablets of stoneBecause it is easier to learn than unlearnBecause we have passed the point of no returnGather your goods & follow meOr you ´ ll surely dieI was only a child of the cityMy parents were children of immigrant stockSo we followed as followers goOver a mountain with a napkin of snowAnd ate the berries & rootsThat grown along the timberlineDeeper & deeper the dreamer of loveSleep on a quilt of starsIt is coldSometimes you can not catch your breathIt is so coldTime & abundance thickened his stepSo the teacher divided in twoOne half ate the forest & fieldsThe other half sucked all the moisture from the cloudsAnd we , we were amazed at the power of his appetiteDeeper & deeper the dreamer of loveSleeps on a quilt of starsSometimes we do not know who we ´ reSometimes force overpowers us & we cryMy teacher carry me homeCarry me home my teacherCarry me homeCarry me home my teacherCarry me home * * * * * * * *