Straight From The Horse’s Mouth
(We are in the car, listening to ‘The Boxer’ by Simon and Garfunkel. It includes the lyrics, ‘Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue. I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there.’ I am maybe eight or nine, singing along with gusto.)
Mum: “Maybe we shouldn’t be listening to this.”
Brother: “It’s fine. She doesn’t understand it anyway.”
Me: *indignant* “I do, too!”
Brother: “Oh yeah? What does it mean, then?”
Me: “He’s sad and lonely because he moved away from his family. But he made friends with a horse who lives on 7th Avenue, and when he’s sad the horse says, ‘Come on! You can do it!’ And that comforts him.”
Mum: “… you are 100 percent right.”
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