Hometown Waltz

歌词

The drummers and jugglers in

MontrealDon't even exist at all

So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and

Venetians clowns

Antique shops and alcoholic *******uals

You may ask why

I want to torch my home town

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 show

You travel the world and you find all the answers

Everything operates on the unattainables

And then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone

Could have walked around the block 'cause all roads lead to home

Say, will you ever, ever, ever know

Ever, ever, ever fly away?

Will you ever, ever, ever, go

Ever, ever, ever find a way?

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