Beautiful Ghosts

This is a confession from the musical Cats: the stage is bright, yet the me up there often can't see myself. Haven't you, where everyone looks, least found yourself?

It writes "identity" gorgeous yet empty. Through the character, Taylor tells a "what you love may be a phantom" ache. You'll go quiet — light hits you, the shadow isn't always you.

This is an interpretation based on publicly available material. Not official commentary.

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