Simon & Garfunkel – Patterns (Guitar)

    Dm           
The night sets softly 

                         F    Dm      
With the hush of falling le-e-eaves, 

                          C             
On the houses through the trees, 

        Dm                   
And the light from a street lamp 

                       F    Dm    
Paints a pattern on my wa-a-all, 

                       C 
  Like the pieces of a puzzle 

     Bb      C        Dm            
Or a child's   uneven scrawl 

     Dm                   
Up a narrow flight of stairs 

                   F    Dm    
In a narrow little ro-o-oom, 

                     C             
In the early evening gloom. 

  Dm                  
Impaled on my wall 

                  F    Dm    
My eyes can dimly se-e-e 

                   C 
 The pattern of my life 

        Bb     C        Dm         
And the puzzle  that is me. 

         Dm               
From the moment of my birth 

                     F    Dm     
To the instant of my de-e-eath, 

                            C              
Just as I must breathe each breath. 

       Dm              
Like a rat in a maze 

                   F    Dm    
The path before me li-i-ies, 

                       C 
 And the pattern never alters 

  Bb  C        Dm           
Until  the rat dies. 

        Dm                   
And the pattern still remains 

                           F    Dm     
On the wall where darkness fe-e-ell, 

                        C             
For in darknesss I must dwell. 

         Dm                 
Like the color of my skin, 

                       F     Dm    
Or the day that I grow o-o-o-old, 

                   C 
My life is made of Patterns 

         Bb       C      Dm              
That can scarcely  be controlled.