[14] - monday's child.

「 sparklers. 」

new romantics (taylor's version), ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ, 01:44

a sunset to end all sunsets,

pink and blue flood the sky one last time.

write your resolutions, place your bets,

this new year is going to be yours and mine.

light the first sparklers,

gold showers into the dusk,

marking the final six hours,

decked out in red for luck.

happy new year, cheers to you and i!

i'll be fifteen by july,

how time does fly!

two thousand twenty-three, i bid you goodbye.