the lakes (the long pond studio sessions)歌词

作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?
I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones
These hunters with cell phones
Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
I'm setting off, but not without my muse
What should be over burrowed under my skin
In heart-stopping waves of hurt
I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze
Tell me what are my words worth
Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
I'm setting off, but not without my muse
I want auroras and sad prose
I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet
'Cause I haven't moved in years
And I want you right here
A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
With no one around to tweet it
While I bathe in cliffside pools
With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief
Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
I'm setting off, but not without my muse
No, not without you
No without you

[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:24.715] Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?
[00:35.412] I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones
[00:42.251] These hunters with cell phones
[00:45.991] Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
[00:49.803] I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
[00:56.615] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
[01:00.273] I'm setting off, but not without my muse
[01:07.159] What should be over burrowed under my skin
[01:14.217] In heart-stopping waves of hurt
[01:17.948] I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze
[01:24.786] Tell me what are my words worth
[01:28.360] Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
[01:32.117] I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
[01:39.230] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
[01:43.027] I'm setting off, but not without my muse
[01:49.671] I want auroras and sad prose
[01:54.567] I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet
[02:02.735] 'Cause I haven't moved in years
[02:08.222] And I want you right here
[02:11.483] A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
[02:18.059] With no one around to tweet it
[02:21.714] While I bathe in cliffside pools
[02:26.222] With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief
[02:32.605] Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die
[02:36.385] I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you
[02:43.170] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
[02:46.956] I'm setting off, but not without my muse
[02:51.866] No, not without you
[03:03.092] No without you