In Montreal

[Verse 1]
You’re in a state of suspension
Tectonic plates stacked in your sink
Your body is a country
Burdensome to live in
This sticking, ticking of time
Screwtop wine and
You turn 29 at midnight

[Chorus 1]
Strip steel faultlines fill your chest
And you call yourself the living dead
But a daisy blooms through your concrete stairs
In Montreal

[Verse 2]
You scream like an air-raid siren
You burn like a pilot light, quiet and blue
Your lovers are tornado chasers
You’re in the air, spinning
Lime green jeans and
You turn nineteen this evening

[Chorus 2]
You don’t read books enough
You should take care of your mental health
So you vow to try and get some help
You swear in a decade you’ll be doing well
There are years you lose and find yourself
In Montreal
(Years you try to find yourself in Montreal)