New Years Day-Mary Chapin Carpenter

[ti:New Years Day] [ar:Mary Chapin Carpenter] [al:Ashes And Roses] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]New Years Day - Mary Chapin Carpenter (玛丽翠萍·卡本特) [00:26.12]We are sitting at a table in a bar in Baltimore [00:32.06]It's the last night of December [00:33.98]And the room is nearly full [00:37.48] [00:38.80]And the front door pulls a draft in every time it opens wide [00:43.86] [00:44.61]And you are telling me a story [00:48.18]From another time and life [00:50.12] [00:57.56]And the waitress brings our order [01:00.38]And we're tucked in mighty close [01:02.50] [01:03.50]And I feel like we belong among [01:07.19]The living and these ghosts [01:09.25] [01:10.32]And I know that I am dreaming [01:13.44]As I memorize each part [01:15.19] [01:16.44]In the telling lies a reverie [01:18.38] [01:19.50]In the details lie the heart [01:21.44] [01:22.50]Like the folds of summer dresses [01:24.82] [01:25.81]Like the scent upon my wrist [01:28.25] [01:29.06]Like the way you played guitar [01:31.50]Like a boxer punches with his fist [01:33.44] [01:35.69]And taken or just lost to me [01:38.56]It's better now to say [01:40.69] [01:42.88]I dwell in possibility [01:47.57]On New Year's Day [01:48.75] [02:02.38]There's a jukebox or a bandstand [02:05.25]And we're on another round [02:06.94] [02:08.51]And the night's just getting started [02:11.00]Or the night's just winding down [02:13.25] [02:14.94]And your stories are not clouded yet by the ale [02:18.25]Or by the gin [02:20.57]They just make me feel as if I've known you [02:23.57] [02:25.32]All my life again [02:27.13]Like the folds of summer dresses [02:29.57] [02:30.25]Like the scent upon my wrist [02:32.07] [02:33.63]Like the way you played guitar [02:35.50] [02:36.38]Like a boxer punches with his fist [02:38.88] [02:40.38]And taken or just lost to me [02:43.57]It's better now to say [02:47.88]I dwell in possibility [02:49.44] [02:51.44]On New Year's Day [02:53.19] [03:27.98]And this is what it looked like [03:30.23]When we started walking home [03:33.60]The night sky bleached to silver [03:37.10]Against the city's bones [03:38.73] [03:40.23]In dreams or in our waking [03:42.04] [03:42.92]It's just enough to say [03:44.73] [03:46.48]Love and grace and endless flowers [03:48.11] [03:49.29]Be ours on New Year's Day [03:50.92] [03:52.42]And the folds of summer dresses [03:53.98] [03:55.48]And the bangles on my wrist [03:59.04]And the way you played guitar [04:01.23]Like a boxer punches with his fist [04:05.23]And taken or just lost to us [04:08.35]It's better now to say [04:09.98] [04:13.11]We dwell in possibility [04:15.36] [04:16.17]On New Year's Day