The Lord is a puff of smoke
That disappears when the winds blow
The Lord is my personal
joke
My reflection in the window
I've been thinking about our tribal nature
Our
benediction and our curse
Are we all just trial and error
One of a billion in the universe?
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is my record producer
The Lord is the music I hear
Deep in the valley, elusive
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is the train I ride on
The Lord is the coast, the coast is clear
The path I slip and I slide on.
written and performed by Paul Simon
copy and paste to share
lyrics