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