Singer/songwriter Paul Simon and singer Art Garfunkel of the folk rock duo Simon & Garfunkel in a Columbia Records publicity still circa 1967 1966 in...

About the song

In the realm of folk music, few duos have achieved the enduring legacy of Simon & Garfunkel. Their harmonious blend of voices, coupled with Paul Simon’s introspective songwriting, has captivated audiences for generations. Among their extensive repertoire, “A Hazy Shade of Winter” stands out as a poignant masterpiece, painting a vivid portrait of winter’s melancholic beauty and the introspection it evokes.

Released in 1966 as a standalone single and later included on their 1968 album Bookends, “A Hazy Shade of Winter” marked a departure from the duo’s earlier, more upbeat folk style. With its somber melody and introspective lyrics, the song captured the changing moods of the season, resonating deeply with listeners.

A Song of Seasonal Change and Emotional Transition

The song’s opening lines, “Time, time, time, see what’s become of me,” immediately establish the passage of time as a central theme. The narrator reflects on the fleeting nature of life, acknowledging the changes that have transpired and the possibilities he may have missed. This sense of wistfulness is further emphasized by the repetition of “time,” underscoring its relentless and unstoppable march.

As the song progresses, the focus shifts to the imagery of winter. The lyrics paint a picture of a world transformed, with “leaves are brown now” and the “sky is a hazy shade of winter.” The “patch of snow on the ground” serves as a stark reminder of the season’s harshness, while the “bare branches of the trees” stretch towards a “grey and sullen sky.” This bleak depiction mirrors the narrator’s own emotional state, reflecting a sense of desolation and introspection.

A Chorus of Melancholy Acceptance

The chorus, with its repeated refrain of “Look around, leaves are brown now / And the sky is a hazy shade of winter,” serves as a poignant anchor, drawing the listener back to the song’s central theme. The imagery of winter becomes a metaphor for the narrator’s inner turmoil, suggesting a period of emotional hibernation and reflection.

Despite the melancholic tone, there is an underlying acceptance in the narrator’s voice. He acknowledges the changing seasons, both in nature and in his own life, without succumbing to despair. Instead, he finds solace in the quietude of winter, using the time to reflect and ponder the complexities of existence.

A Musical Tapestry of Emotion

The song’s musical arrangement perfectly complements its lyrical themes. The gentle strumming of the acoustic guitar provides a steady backdrop, while the duo’s harmonious vocals intertwine, creating a sense of melancholic beauty. The melody, though simple, is deeply evocative, capturing the essence of winter’s tranquility and the narrator’s emotional state.

A Timeless Classic of Folk Music

“A Hazy Shade of Winter” remains a timeless classic of folk music, its enduring popularity a testament to its ability to connect with listeners on a deeply personal level. The song’s poignant lyrics and melancholic beauty offer a profound reflection on the passage of time, the inevitability of change, and the quiet power of introspection. As the narrator observes the “hazy shade of winter,” he invites us to do the same, to embrace the changing seasons of our lives and find solace in the beauty of impermanence.

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Lyrics

Time, time time, see what’s become of meWhile I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to pleaseDon’t look aroundThe leaves are brownAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army bandDown by the riverside’s, there’s bound to be a better rideThan what you’ve got planned
Carry your cup in your handAnd look aroundLeaves are brown, nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friendThat’s an easy thing to sayBut if your hopes should pass awaySimply pretend that you can build them againLook aroundThe grass is highThe fields are ripeIt’s the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the sceneryWeaving time in a tapestryWon’t you stop and remember meAt any convenient time?Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscriptsOf unpublished rhymeDrinking my vodka and limeI look aroundLeaves are brown, nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winterLook aroundLeaves are brownThere’s a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brownThere’s a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brownThere’s a patch of snow on the ground

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