the lakes (the long pond studio sessions)
 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