It was all the rage
To hit the town
To count those final seconds down
To crowd inside unpleasant pubs
Or squeeze a way
Through sweaty clubs
For midnight’s chime
And raucous cheer
To welcome in that brand new year
With plastic glass of foamy beer
That’s never brought to mind
It was just the thing
To dance the night
In swirling bulbs of Christmas light
Until the hint of childhood missed
Was twisted on that midnight kiss
The music loud
The spinning world
A neon number now unfurled
With flickered hope in mind
And now we’re old
On New Year’s Eve
It’s so much harder to believe
We’d all dress up
And choose to leave
Our sofa and our families
To pick instead an awful night
And not the warmth
Of love and light
We’d surely left behind
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