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folklore Deluxe Edition lyrics


folklore Deluxe Edition ©2020

DELUXE EDITION BONUS TRACK

the lakes

the lakes
Written by: Jack Antonoff & Taylor Swift

Is it romantic how my elegies
Eulogize me?
Iím not cut for all these cynical clones
The hunters with cell phones

Take me to the lakes
Where all the poets went to die
I donít belong
And, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks
Look like a perfect place to cry
Iím setting off
But not without my muse

What should be over
Burrowed under my skin
In heart-stopping waves of hurt
Iíve come too far to watch some name dropping sleaze
tell me what are my Wordsworth

Take me to the lakes
Where all the poets went to die
I donít belong
And, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks
Look like a perfect place to cry
Iím setting off
But not without my muse

I want auroras and sad prose
I want to watch wisteria grow
Cause I havenít moved in years
And I want you right here.

A red rose grew 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 donít belong
And, my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks
Look like a perfect place to cry
Iím setting off
But not without my muse
No, not without you