To William Street, Love from Gillian

To William Street, the cover read «Love From Gillian»
Go out into the world and write down all your secrets there
Put it down like a heart like a locket
We regret to inform she’s no longer there
Brooklyn very nearly broke them
Thunderbay then onto Waterloo
These people and places are lovely
But none of them felt quite like you
There is a wight
There is a way back home — but it’s crowdd
You can chase every star in the sky
But you cannot hold them
Calling all the angels home
Winnipeg held us in a snowstorm
Ferry ride, rain, Vancouver sent
Mirimachi rhymed itself with Calgary
What we said was not what we meant
There is a weight
There is a way back home — but it’s crowded
You can chase every star in the sky
But you cannot hold them
Calling all the angels home
Brooklyn very nearly broke them
Thunderbay then onto Waterloo
These people and places are just fine things
But none of them are quite like you
To William Street, the cover read; «Love from Gillian»
Go out into the world and write all your secrets there
Put it down like a heart like a locket
We regret to inform she’s no longer there
There is a weight
There is a way back home — But it’s crowded
You can chase every star in the sky
But you cannot hold them
Calling all the angels home