Park Lafontaine

Remind me to tell you about my friday afternoon,
smokin a joint in Parc Lafontaine.
And the rush of joy that swept over me
at opening a greeting card from my lover that reads,
"I'm soooo fucking in love with you!"

And get me to tell you about my troubling newfound love for Montreal.
It's like Montreal is on best behaviour now that it knows I'm leaving.
Too late pretty Montreal. You were too hard on me.
I'm small, I only talk big. You were hard on me.
Cold and dark and mean.

But now I walk the plateau every night while
dragonflies play over the pond in Parc Lafontaine.
Two days in a row of bliss
Bliss that reminds me how good my life is.