Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Vocals
Aaron Dessner
Piano
Justin Vernon
Vocals
William Bowery
Piano
Logan Coale
Upright Bass
Josh Kaufman
Lap Steel Guitar
Jason Treuting
Crotales
Clarice Jensen
Cello
Gabriel Cabezas
Cello
Yuki Numata Resnick
Violin
Stuart Bogie
Flute
Alex Sopp
Flute
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
Justin Vernon
Songwriter
William Bowery
Songwriter
Bryce Dessner
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Producer
Aaron Dessner
Producer
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Justin Vernon
Additional Engineer
Stuart Bogie
Additional Engineer
Alex Sopp
Additional Engineer
Gabriel Cabezas
Additional Engineer
Kyle Resnick
Additional Engineer
Robin Baynton
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
Gray November, I've been down since July
Motion capture, put me in a bad light
I replay my footsteps on each steppin' stone
Tryna find the one where I went wrong
Writin' letters addressed to the fire
And I was catchin' my breath
Starin' out an open window, catchin' my death
And I couldn't be sure, I had a feelin' so peculiar
That this pain would be for evermore
Hey, December, guess I'm feelin' unmoored
Can't remember what I used to fight for
I rewind the tape, but all it does is pause
On the very moment all was lost
Sendin' signals to be double-crossed
And I was catchin' my breath
Barefoot in the wildest winter, catchin' my death
And I couldn't be sure, I had a feelin' so peculiar
That this pain would be for evermore (evermore)
Cannot think of all the cost
And the things that will be lost
Oh, can we just get a pause?
To be certain, we'll be tall again
Whether weather be the frost
Or the violence of the dog days
I'm on waves, out bein' tossed
Is there a line that I could just go cross?
And when I was shipwrecked (can't think of all the cost now)
I thought of you (all the things that will be lost now)
In the cracks of light (can we just get a pause?)
I dreamed of you (to be certain we'll be tall again)
(If you think of all the cost) it was real enough (whether weather be the frost)
To get me through (or the violence of the dog days, or the violence of the dog days)
Out on waves, bein' tossed (I'm on waves, out bein' tossed)
But I swear (is there a line that we can just go cross?) You were there
And I was catchin' my breath
Floors of a cabin creakin' under my step
And I couldn't be sure, I had a feelin' so peculiar
This pain wouldn't be for evermore
Evermore (evermore)
Evermore
This pain wouldn't be for evermore
Evermore
Writer(s): Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon, Taylor A. Swift, William Bowery
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