You should have stayed in your woods at home
Montreal cracks under the bicycle wheels
I’m going to deflate the town
I’ve put on studded tires
Stuck on the ceiling thanks to static force
I stand guard over your bedroom
Are you coming home for supper ?
Ive split my heart into 6 cords of wood
Take one with you, it’s cold out there
The geese have just migrated
You had snowflakes all over your hair
A thousand new street lamps in the city
It must have cost a fortune to the municipality, what could I have done
In my neck they mеlted
Where would it takе me if I pedalled faster
Would we end up changing orbits
Or with a flat tire on road 132
We could have left with the geese and ended up in the tundra
Ive split my heart into 6 cords of wood
Take one with you, it’s cold out there
The geese have just migrated
Snuggle up to the radiator
To survive the winter
You’re going to hibernate in the metro
And it’ll be your den