My hatred for waste and discarded mistakes
Overpowers my will to move on
My head keeps on spinning, but I feel my heart grinning
While I think of you and this song
What to do with old wedding gifts
Or presents from a dead marriage
A monogrammed wine cooler complete with a strap
A picture of someplace where they once had went
My hatred for waste and discarded mistakes
Overpowers my will to move on
My head keeps on spinning, but I feel my heart grinning
While I think of you and this song
What to do with trinkets with a date
Pictures with dad who’s since passed away
The stuff in a box in the dark of my mind
It’s only been in my head I can’t leave it behind
Your passion, your grace, freckles on your face
The universal journey we’re on
You got my head spinning, my heart keeps on grinning
While I think of you and this song
I know what to do with old wedding gifts
Ghosts of a dead marriage
Donate what I can, toss the rest in the trash
Head to Montreal and never look back
I’ll see you in Montreal
Merci for Montreal
Love me, take my all
Mon amie Montreal
You, me in Montreal
Belle vie in Montreal
I know what to do with old wedding gifts
Ghosts of a dead marriage
Donate what I can, toss the rest in the trash
Head to Montreal and then never look back
Written Winter 2025
Berwick Wednesdays (No. 7): “Merci, Montreal”
