Listening to Cat Stevens’ The Wind and pondering the lyrics on this bleak winter day …

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul
Where I’ll end up, well, I think only God really knows
I’ve sat upon the setting sun
But never, never, never, never
I never wanted water once
No never, never, never

I listen to my words but they fall far below
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go
I swam upon the Devil’s lake
But never, never, never, never
I’ll never make the same mistake
No, never, never, never

I have this record from back when I was in college and could connect to other shared music archives over the college network. I used to listen to it a lot while I was sitting down by the Saranac River. At least it’s not very cold out but hardly a day to spend outdoors longer then necessary.

https://youtu.be/hMg-fFnVqqo