Letra de Hometown Waltz
The drummers and jugglers in Montreal Don't even exist at all So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and Venetians clowns Antique shops and alcoholic homosexualsYou may ask why I want to torch my hometown Partly, it's bitterness and hopping round and round again On Ontario Street looking up Maybe I'll catch him on his way to the showYou travel the world and find all the answers Everything operates on the unattainable And then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone Could have walked around the block 'cause all roads lead to homeSay (say), will you ever ever ever know? (Know) Ever, ever, ever fly (fly) away? (Away) (Go) will you ever, ever, ever go? (Fly) ever, ever, ever find a way?