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The Housemartins

I Smell Winter

 

I Smell Winter

(album: Now That's What I Call Quite Good - 1988)


Now the sun was in my eyes
So forgive me if I was blind
But I can suddenly see the light
Now the blinds are raised
Now he's finally spoken
Winter's finally broken
Realize I'm heading for colder days

He can feel it just around the corner
He can feel it on every breath
And something tells him its good goodbye summer
And something tells him, it's the kiss of death

Losing at the tracks, loosens all his taps, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)
There's a chill down my spine, but the weather's fine, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)

You better button up your coat
Or it will catch you in the pit of the throat
You can certainly feel the wind blow
When you're by yourself
And when the snow has finally melted
You better think about who you shelter
'Cause one of these days it might just be someone else

And he's searched underground and overground for a partner
Played his harmonica till his lips were raw
He's looked through tins and rubbish bins just for an answer
So far each year he's drawn the shortest straw

Losing at the tracks, loosens all his taps, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)
There's a chill down my spine, but the weather's fine, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)

I smell winter
I smell winter
I smell winter
I...(smell winter)

And he's searched underground and overground for a partner
Played his harmonica till his lips were raw
He's looked through tins and rubbish bins just for an answer
So far each year he's drawn the shortest straw

Losing at the tracks, loosens all his taps, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)
There's a chill down my spine, but the weather's fine, I smell winter on his breath
(I smell winter)

I smell winter
(I smell winter)
I smell winter
(I smell winter)

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