New Years Eve

Streets here saintly in Christmas light
It's been a bad night
Unprepared for a season
Still sleepless without reason
The cold gets me low
Imagine angels in the snow
So many reasons to overthink
From vomit in the sink to 'it's not Summer anymore'
Romanticising a storm and days lacking rain
To walk you home again

Now that it's New Years Eve
We can try forget all we've been
The Smiths on blankets that mothers made
The closest thing to our Summer haze
Be the one to bring us what we need

A box unopened, yellow and green
Feels like I've never seen these parts made up like so
Forgetting four years ago
As I think that you do too
That everything we're going through is little that I haven't seen
Makes you as miserable as it does me
We part ways so sharp and sudden
Was there more that I should have done
Make my way back in the rain
All to walk you home again

Now that it's New Years Eve
We can try forget all we've been
The Beatles on blankets that mothers made
The closest thing to our Summer haze
Be the one to bring us what we need

Now that it's New Years Eve
We can try forget all we've been
Longest nights, walks and play fights
Sleep in the hope that next year might
Be the one to bring us what we need