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 in hurt
I've come too far to watch some name dropping 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 with 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 believe neither do you
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
I'm setting off but not with my muse
No not without you.
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Taylor Swift Song Lyrics
Non-FictionTaylor Swift Song lyrics. Song Lyrics from her albums Taylor Swift, Beautiful Eye's EP, Fearless, Speak Now, Red, 1989, Reputation, Lover, Folklore, Evermore, Midnights [E] : explicit [All original song lyrics by Taylor Swift] [re writing for Tayl...
