And soon I'll hear old winter's song
Artistes were beginning to spew out singles for the winter, while music shops carried out heavy promotions with snowy posters and big TV screens. Lost love, missed love, broken love - that was all they crooned about. It was ridiculous how the songs always sounded so ironically sweet with chimes and tinkles in the background.
The coldness of the relatively calm winds, the soft whirls that swiftly passed, had him covering his ears.
A/N: This was seriously literal even though the line is screaming how obviously un-literal it is. *hits head on desk*