Gold rush song Lyrics

is the third song from American singer-songwriter Taylor Swift's ninth studio album, Evermore, which was released by Republic Records on December 11, 2020.

The third song on Evermore, "Gold Rush," expresses her jealousy over being attracted to the same person as everyone else. She must thus cease to imagine her life with them. She sings of dreaming for the person who all eyes are on.

"gold rush"
Song by Taylor Swift
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General information
Artist
Taylor Swift
Released
December 11, 2020
Recorded
2020
Studio
Long Pond Recording Studios (Hudson Valley, New York)
Genre
Chamber pop, dream pop
Length
3:06
Album
evermore
Label
Republic Records
Writer(s)
Swift
Jack Antonoff
Producer(s)
Antonoff
Swift

"gold rush"

Gleaming
Twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships
On waters so inviting
I almost jump in

I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush

What must it be like
To grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
I see me padding across your wooden floors
With my Eagles T-shirt hanging from the door
At dinner parties
I call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town
We wandered 'round had never
Seen a love as pure as it
And then it fades into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it could never be

'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
And I don't like a gold rush

What must it be like
To grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
My mind turns your life into folklore
I can't dare to dream about you anymore
At dinner parties
I won't call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town
We never found will never
See a love as pure as it
'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it will never be
Gleaming
Twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships
On waters so inviting
I almost jump in