I'll give you another hour then I've got a run.
I've got a fly away and leave you to fall.
Leave you to stuff your flowers in a shotgun
Blow their petals all over the wall
I know you're on a crusade
With a world to save and it's hanging by a thread
I know you think you've got a be brave but there's nothing but a slave inside your head
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I know you're living in a dream
World whoa, even though I know, this must be real ah ah
Everything will fall. I want to go back to Montreal
So you want to rise above duality you want to transcend day and night
Guess I'm old-fashioned but I don't share your passion for ever changing eternal twilight
Go on and give oblivion a shot go on and fade to gray if you've got to maybe you'll do better without God and maybe I'll do better without you
I wish that were true, and I wish that were you sitting across from me instead of this impersonation of who you used to be
Everything that we were comes down to this
Cnd all we built our sinking ships
By tomorrow, will both just be shadows on the wall
Take me back before we lost it all
I want to go back to Montreal