Toast to the New Year

In the richest of seasons
We're drenched to the bone
While the light is still bright
We bring the year to a close
Sometimes we're standing there naked
Frozen in our own past
In Winter's ritual colors
She rings out her last
And in the richest of seasons
In these colors we bathe
We greet the onset of winter
And what we know she will take
And so you make resolutions
If it's all just the same
If a wound is a wound
Why not just cut myself upon change?
In black and white
The year is formally closed
Yet still the darkest of seasons
Shimmers silver and gold
So, let's dress up like penguins
We'll huddle en masse
We will ring in the new year
We'll throw a curse to the last
And so we make resolutions
If it's all just the same
If a wound is a wound
Why not just cut myself upon change?
And so a toast to the new year
And farewell to the last
May we dream ourselves forward
Frozen wind at our backs
And so a toast to the new year
And farewell to the last
May we dream ourselves forward
Frozen wind at our backs
Another toast to the new year
May we spring back to life
When the colors start shifting
In the burgeoning light
May we spring back to life
May we spring back to life
When the colors start shifting
In the burgeoning light
In black and white
The year is formally closed