Anyone want to talk about the folklore and evermore hints in Taylor’s foreword for the album Lover ?
Let’s look at some lyrics that seem to me to line up with her words (lines in quotations are from the lover forward):
“They were covered in dust. I’m not just saying that for poetic effect they were truly dusty.”
“In the entries, I daydreamed on paper and mused about who might ask who to the dance...”
“The dazzle of opal necklaces I couldn’t afford gleaming from a department store jewelry case
“I wrote about tiny details in my life in my diaries from a bygone age with such...wonderment. Intrigue. Romance.”
“Like invisible smoke in the room, we wonder what kind of anxiety pushes you forward and what kind ruins your ability to find joy in your life”
They told me all of my cages were mental. So I got wasted like all my potential
“We constantly question our choices, our surroundings and we beat ourselves up for our mistakes. All the while, we crave romance. We long for those rare, enchanting moments when things just fall into place.”
“May your struggles become inaudible background noise behind the loud clear voices of those who love and appreciate you.”
This screams the intro and background music on closure to me.
“May you write down your feelings and reflect on them years later, only to learn that all the trials and tribulations you thought might kill you...didn’t.”
Pushed from the precipice. Climbed right back up the cliff. Long story short, I survived
“Memories of...creaks in floorboards.”
I see me padding ‘cross your wooden floors
And I was catching my breath/ Floors of a cabin creaking under my step
