Interpret:

Marillion

Album:

Sounds That Can't Be Made

200 fates entwined inside the plane 
We watched as England dropped away from us again 
I wasn't waiting, I wasn't sure what I would find 
I was prepared to let it happen on its own this time 
I had a feeling I was floating into time spent amongst friends 
Reintroduced from other strange and wonderful weekends 
As the seat belt signs announced the fall 
I realised I'd been falling for a while 
We'd been falling for some time into Montreal 


I saw ice upon the river as the plane came in to land 
I heard Joni Mitchell singin' her poems of isolation 
The man at immigration said his friends all knew the band 
Bizarre to come so far to an outstretched hand and easy conversation 
We were welcomed through arrivals without the usual transatlantic fuss 
And greeted by the fans who led us to the chilly street onto the bus 


The snow had hung around on the corners of the vacant lots 
And France was singing in the air of hi-rise North America 
And as we made our way into the hotel hall 
The man behind the desk broke a knowing smile, and said 
"Hello sir, welcome back to Montreal." 


We hid away for the day in our identical rooms 
Like we usually do 
Another new bed, upside down in our heads 
And afternoon was morning 
And night was afternoon 
Only the jet-lagged know the way I sleep tonight.. 


So I Skyped home and said "It's me. How are you babe? 
I can't be with you but I can see you on the screen 
Technology is wonderful when it isn't in the way 
The little one seems older now with every passing day 
I hope the vibes are good. I'm behavin' as I should 
Going down to breakfast ..What time is it now there? 
I'll go shopping for shoes ..or whatever ensues 
Je t'aime my darling, Je t'aime my darling 
See you soon.." 


We were invited to the circus - guests of honour if you please - by a girl with an eskimo name 
And in the cafe of the Cirque 'Soleil 
We bought Easter-eggs from outer-space 
40 different languages are spoken in this place 
And inside the steel-glass building I gazed up at the trapeze 
The building 30 metres tall - we watched the acrobat fall 
He was quite safe 
He was falling into Montreal 


Down at the sports-bar the ice-hockey never ends.. 
Down at the sports-bar the ice-hockey never ends.. 


So up in my room I discovered Leonard Cohen on TV 
Live in London. Aint that perfect symmetry?! 
It warmed the heart to watch him float around the hall 
Soaking up, reflecting, radiating 
Just as I would, tomorrow night 
On the outstretched tender hands, tender hands 
Tender hands of Montreal 


The fleur de lis was always kind to me 
I'll make the time if ever you should call 
The fleur de lis was always kind to me 
I'll make the time if ever you should call 
And so I shall... 


Je t'aime my darling, Je t'aime my darling 
Montreal