| Simon And Garfunkel
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| Miscellaneous
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| A Hazy Shade Of Winter (P Simon, 1966)
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| Time,
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| Time,
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| Time, see what’s become of me
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| While I looked around for my possibilities.
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| I was so hard to please.
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| Look around,
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| Leaves are brown,
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| And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
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| Hear the Salvation Army band.
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| Down by the riverside’s
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| Bound to be a better ride
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| Than what you’ve got planned.
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| Carry your cup in your hand.
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| And look around.
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| Leaves are brown.
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| And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
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| Hang on to your hopes, my friend.
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| That’s an easy thing to say,
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| But if your hopes should pass away
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| Simply pretend that you can build them again.
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| Look around,
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| The grass is high,
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| The fields are ripe,
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| It’s the springtime of my life.
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| Seasons change with the scenery;
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| Weaving time in a tapestry.
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| Won’t you stop and remember me
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| At any convenient time?
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| Funny how my memory skips
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| Looking over manuscripts
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| Of unpublished rhyme.
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| Drinking my vodka and lime,
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| I look around,
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| Leaves are brown,
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| And the sky is a hazy shade of winter. |