1. Montreal

From the recording Watch the Fall

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I can hear your laughter
I can feel you near me
See your lips as red as Cabernet
The breeze at your hemline
Filled me like a sail
We drank Sangria
In a sidewalk garden
Watched the tourists on Place Jacques-Cartierr
But the thing most clear
Was how I loved you on that day.

Holding hands on Rue Notre Dame
We stopped to hear a gypsy play guitar
Saying “je ne parle pas Francais”
We didn’t speak the language.
I want to know the language.

We were strangers then
on the Saint Laurent
With a thousand secrets locked inside
Every passing gesture
A mystery sublime
But the wine is open
And we’ve filled our glasses
And it doesn’t matter what we want
There’s no road that travels
Back to Montreal.