200 fates entwined inside the plane |
| We watched as England dropped away from us again |
| I wasn't waiting, I wasn't sure what I would find |
| I was prepared to let it happen on its own this time |
| I had a feeling I was floating into time spent amongst friends |
| Reintroduced from other strange and wonderful weekends |
| As the seat belt signs announced the fall |
| I realised I'd been falling for a while |
| We'd been falling for some time into Montreal |
I saw ice upon the river as the plane came in to land |
| I heard Joni Mitchell singin' her poems of isolation |
| The man at immigration said his friends all knew the band |
| Bizarre to come so far to an outstretched hand and easy conversation |
| We were welcomed through arrivals without the usual transatlantic fuss |
| And greeted by the fans who led us to the chilly street onto the bus |
The snow had hung around on the corners of the vacant lots |
| And France was singing in the air of hi-rise North America |
| And as we made our way into the hotel hall |
| The man behind the desk broke a knowing smile, and said |
| "Hello sir, welcome back to Montreal." |
We hid away for the day in our identical rooms |
| Like we usually do |
| Another new bed, upside down in our heads |
| And afternoon was morning |
| And night was afternoon |
| Only the jet-lagged know the way I sleep tonight.. |
So I Skyped home and said "It's me. How are you babe? |
| I can't be with you but I can see you on the screen |
| Technology is wonderful when it isn't in the way |
| The little one seems older now with every passing day |
| I hope the vibes are good. I'm behavin' as I should |
| Going down to breakfast ..What time is it now there? |
| I'll go shopping for shoes ..or whatever ensues |
| Je t'aime my darling, Je t'aime my darling |
| See you soon.." |
We were invited to the circus - guests of honour if you please - by a girl with an eskimo name |
| And in the cafe of the Cirque 'Soleil |
| We bought Easter-eggs from outer-space |
| 40 different languages are spoken in this place |
| And inside the steel-glass building I gazed up at the trapeze |
| The building 30 metres tall - we watched the acrobat fall |
| He was quite safe |
| He was falling into Montreal |
Down at the sports-bar the ice-hockey never ends.. |
| Down at the sports-bar the ice-hockey never ends.. |
So up in my room I discovered Leonard Cohen on TV |
| Live in London. Aint that perfect symmetry?! |
| It warmed the heart to watch him float around the hall |
| Soaking up, reflecting, radiating |
| Just as I would, tomorrow night |
| On the outstretched tender hands, tender hands |
| Tender hands of Montreal |
The fleur de lis was always kind to me |
| I'll make the time if ever you should call |
| The fleur de lis was always kind to me |
| I'll make the time if ever you should call |
| And so I shall... |
Je t'aime my darling, Je t'aime my darling |
| Montreal |