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Winter Song

๐Ÿ‘ค Lindisfarne, Alan Hull โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Nicely Out Of Tune โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:10
๐ŸŽต 1193 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:10 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 6256775

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

When winter's shadowy fingers
First pursue you down the street
And your boots no longer lie
About the cold around your feet
Do you spare a thought for summer whose passage is complete?
Whose memories lie in ruins
And whose ruins lie in heat?
When winter...
Comes howling in

When the wind is singing strangely
Blowing music through your head
And your rain splattered windows
Make you decide to stay in bed
Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead?
Or do you pull the bed-clothes higher
Dream of summertime instead?
When winter...
Comes howling in

The creeping cold has fingers
That caress without permission
And mystic crystal snowdrops
Only aggravate the condition
Do you spare one thought for the gypsy with no secure position?
Who's turned and spurned by village and town
At the magistrate's decision?
When winter...
Comes howling in

When the turkey's in the oven
And the Christmas presents are bought
And Santa's in his module
He's an American astronaut
Do you spare one thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts?
Who got busted just for talking
And befriending the wrong sorts?
When winter...
Comes howling in

When winter...
Comes...
Howling...
In

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:28.84] When winter's shadowy fingers
[00:32.48] First pursue you down the street
[00:37.04] And your boots no longer lie
[00:40.61] About the cold around your feet
[00:46.17] Do you spare a thought for summer whose passage is complete?
[00:55.22] Whose memories lie in ruins
[00:59.72] And whose ruins lie in heat?
[01:05.14] When winter...
[01:13.36] Comes howling in
[01:25.17] When the wind is singing strangely
[01:29.79] Blowing music through your head
[01:34.68] And your rain splattered windows
[01:38.22] Make you decide to stay in bed
[01:43.62] Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead?
[01:52.78] Or do you pull the bed-clothes higher
[01:57.28] Dream of summertime instead?
[02:02.70] When winter...
[02:10.90] Comes howling in
[02:23.16] The creeping cold has fingers
[02:27.73] That caress without permission
[02:32.26] And mystic crystal snowdrops
[02:36.82] Only aggravate the condition
[02:41.35] Do you spare one thought for the gypsy with no secure position?
[02:50.45] Who's turned and spurned by village and town
[02:55.08] At the magistrate's decision?
[02:59.57] When winter...
[03:08.66] Comes howling in
[03:30.47] When the turkey's in the oven
[03:34.06] And the Christmas presents are bought
[03:39.52] And Santa's in his module
[03:43.11] He's an American astronaut
[03:47.75] Do you spare one thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts?
[03:57.74] Who got busted just for talking
[04:02.28] And befriending the wrong sorts?
[04:07.75] When winter...
[04:15.99] Comes howling in
[04:28.72] When winter...
[04:37.38] Comes...
[04:38.23] Howling...
[04:40.98] In
[04:50.05]

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