Montreal Lyrics - Craig Cardiff

montreal road side flare third floor walkup in your underwear 

framed just like a painting hung the sadness grew and it dulled the love 

cigaretted and coffee kissed you'd gone down for less than this 

whole town weighed half a tonne, so tired of talking yourself on 

all the friends flew back 

all to pay respects 

christmas time montreal 

all friends flew back 

hands and lips, teeth and tongues, split on the tip and smoke on the lungs 

letters thinned, callbacks too, didn't make any sense to make due 

and the papers they will read December 1993 

old guitar case singalongs, you and me 

and late night cbc jazz music dance slowly 

car lights paint the walls white and erase you and me