paroles de chanson Winter In - Gene Clark
Blackbird
was
in
the
field
and
the
sun
was
getting
dim
The
breeze
running
through
the
trees
like
an
organ
in
a
hymn
Thoughts
were
suspended
like
a
leaf
out
on
a
limb
Fire
was
burning
low
and
the
winter
coming
in
Now
some
music
was
playing
in
the
background
of
the
night
Some
friends
from
around
came
in
and
they
all
said
things
were
high
And
we
spoke
of
a
stranger
that
we
all
met
on
the
way
Who
said
there
was
danger
in
those
who
watch
out
for
their
greed
Now
the
summer
is
past
the
grain
and
the
river
getting
high
It's
amazing
a
month
can
bring
so
many
things
that
can
get
by
The
old
ways
were
drowning
to
the
new
ones
with
a
sigh
It
seems
so
incredible
that
sometimes
i
could
cry.
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