There’s glitter on the floor after the partyGirls carrying their shoes down in the lobbyCandle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floorYou and me from the night before, but
Don’t read the last pageBut I stay when you’re lost, and I’m scared, and you’re turning awayI want your midnightsBut I’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year’s Day
Rumors of ‘Reputation (Taylor’s Version)’ being the next Taylor Swift release, as well as the date of this post being in effect for a few more hours, ‘New Year’s Day‘ feels like the fitting end for this first day of the new year. It sounds like something from the ‘folklore‘ or ‘evermore‘ sessions, and I love it for that – some of the lyrics hint at what was to come – foreshadowing at its finest.
You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxiI can tell that it’s gonna be a long roadI’ll be there if you’re the toast of the town, babeOr if you strike out and you’re crawling home
Don’t read the last pageBut I stay when it’s hard, or it’s wrong, or we’re making mistakesI want your midnightsBut I’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year’s Day
Hold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youHold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youHold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youAnd I will hold on to you
Will this year bring the soft sentiment of this song, or will it be more of a ‘Reputation’ snake-fest? Only time will tell – and time always tells. Whether or not we are here for the telling is the only question. The new year is quietly dramatic like that – perhaps we use all the bombast and confetti to disguise the trauma of such a turn in time. {Clink your champagne flutes here.}
Please don’t ever become a strangerWhose laugh I could recognize anywherePlease don’t ever become a strangerWhose laugh I could recognize anywhere
There’s glitter on the floor after the partyGirls carrying their shoes down in the lobbyCandle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floorYou and me, forevermore
A time of promise and trepidation, and a whole new year laid out before us. If it was already written out, if the plans were there in the stars or already downloaded to destiny, would you look ahead to see what happens? Or would you let it all unfurl without trying to change or make it better?
Don’t read the last pageBut I stay when it’s hard, or it’s wrong, or we’re making mistakesI want your midnightsBut I’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year’s Day
Hold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youHold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youHold on to the memoriesThey will hold on to youAnd I will hold on to you
