A Hazy Shade of Winter


Good Evening.

I was contemplating leaving this name until a nice, stereotypical winter… or perhaps a nice foggy, snowy morning, so i may reuse it later.

I’m, quite predictably, listening to Simon and Garfunkel on Spotify. I was tempted to try their 7 days free premium, until i read not-so-small-highlighted-in-bright-yellow-to-make-it-obvious print that says:

Your payment method will not be charged now, but it will automatically be charged for one month’s access to Spotify Premium at the current price for your country unless you cancel before the end of the Free Trial Period. After the Free Trial Period has expired, you will be continued to be charged for subsequent one month periods unless and until you cancel your subscription.

Now, I’m not wiling to trust myself to cancel that, and I don’t exactly have the spare funds. I should get a job… I won’t, because I’m lazy, but I should. Annoyingly, I can’t even accuse them of being sneaky buggers, because they made it blatantly obvious. grr…

Now, I want a substantial, meaningful post, but nothing like that happens to me, so i leave you with Simon & Garfunkel Hazy Shade of Winter. Thanks for reading

With lyrics!!!

Time, time, time, see what’s become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside, it’s bound to be a better ride
Than what you’ve got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That’s an easy thing to say, but if your hope should pass away
It’s simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, it’s the springtime of my life

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won’t you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime

Ilook around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Look around, leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground…

Look around, leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground…

Look around, leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground…

 

 

Ta-ta. Love Willski.

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