Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows

As a child, this song moved me.

Now, in the winters, I think of the seeds and bulbs sleeping.

Maybe it's because of this song.

Don't know what a slide rule is for

I am more interested in why the little birds are dipping into that trash can outside of the university student center than deep research and outcomes. And hard work.

Maybe this is hard work.

Just slide behind the wheel, How does it feel?

We may not want to right now, but we do. So, let's just think of this place as a place that can give us the grief and turmoil of today, and James Brown. Hand to hand, across the nay-chun.

There are better, bigger, deeper cuts to choose today, but going back to the mid-80s, when everything from who your enemies were to your shoes was clear.