willow

From the first line it's like a thread gently pulling you into the woods. It's "fated toward you" — not rushing, just drifting on the gravity. Haven't you moved toward someone with no plan, feet on their own?

It opens evermore, mystical and soft. Taylor writes surrender as a willing daze: I choose to enter your maze. You'll feel being led by fate can be sweet.

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

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