In the history of Canada, there never was a mention
Of how we fought out on the sidewalk of the Drake Hotel
It was snowing in the summer on the 7/4 Shoreline
I've got this power of revision, you knew me wellI thought you'd see by now
I thought you'd know by heartFrom the dark down in my covers, I'm speaking through the seasons
I only wanted what you wanted, you knew me well
All the crystalline appearances recurring in my dreams
Of how we fought out on the sidewalk of the Drake HotelI thought you'd see by now
I thought you'd know by heart
Are you listening, friend
Are you listening, friend
Are you listening, friend
Are you listening, friend