Time, time, time
See what's become of me
Time, time, time
See what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
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 a cup in your hand
Look around
Leaves are brown
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 hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around
Grass is high
Fields are ripe
It's the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
It's a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Well the patch of snow on the ground is a bit of an exaggeration but winter is here for sure... So I'm trying to learn to love, enjoy, and celebrate it. It was something I couldn't learn in Japan, despite the pagan traditions I'd probably appreciate at this point in my life but I think this time I know how to learn better ;) -cheers to growing, Maria (who accompanied me with a glass of cognac), and hopes of finding myself in the other side of the sphere to recover
at some point...
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