Anything And All Jim Bryson (Ft. The Weakerthans)

I walked in the cold air, growing colder out under the night sky
In these store-bought, secondhand clothes
For a day to be one-of-a-kind
I could say anything and all outside these frost-covered windows
While folks disappear and arrive at the same moment in time

Goodnight, new year
Goodnight, cold air
Goodnight, champagne kisses that on that first night brought us near

Goodnight, new year
Goodnight, still air
Goodnight to the people in the parties that I passed on my way walkin' here

Goodnight, new year