[00:26.13]We are sitting at a table in a bar in Baltimore
[00:32.06]It's the last night of December
[00:33.99]And the room is nearly full
[00:37.49]
[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
[00:50.13]
[00:57.57]And the waitress brings our order
[01:00.39]And we're tucked in mighty close
[01:02.50]
[01:03.51]And I feel like we belong among
[01:07.19]The living and these ghosts
[01:09.26]
[01:10.32]And I know that I am dreaming
[01:13.45]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]
[01:25.82]Like the scent upon my wrist
[01:28.26]
[01:29.07]Like the way you played guitar
[01:31.51]Like a boxer punches with his fist
[01:33.44]
[01:35.70]And taken or just lost to me
[01:38.57]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
[02:05.26]And we're on another round
[02:06.94]
[02:08.51]And the night's just getting started
[02:11.01]Or the night's just winding down
[02:13.26]
[02:14.94]And your stories are not clouded yet by the ale
[02:18.26]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]
[02:30.26]Like the scent upon my wrist
[02:32.07]
[02:33.63]Like the way you played guitar
[02:35.51]
[02:36.39]Like a boxer punches with his fist
[02:38.88]
[02:40.39]And taken or just lost to me
[02:43.57]It's better now to say
[02:47.88]I dwell in possibility
[02:49.45]
[02:51.45]On New Year's Day
[02:53.20]
[03:27.99]And this is what it looked like
[03:30.23]When we started walking home
[03:33.61]The night sky bleached to silver
[03:37.11]Against the city's bones
[03:38.74]
[03:40.23]In dreams or in our waking
[03:42.05]
[03:42.92]It's just enough to say
[03:44.74]
[03:46.49]Love and grace and endless flowers
[03:48.11]
[03:49.30]Be ours on New Year's Day
[03:50.92]
[03:52.42]And the folds of summer dresses
[03:53.99]
[03:55.49]And the bangles on my wrist
[03:59.05]And the way you played guitar
[04:01.24]Like a boxer punches with his fist
[04:05.24]And taken or just lost to us
[04:08.36]It's better now to say
[04:09.99]
[04:13.11]We dwell in possibility
[04:15.36]
[04:16.17]On New Year's Day