I remember you Do you remember me There’s no way to the heart better than awkwardly In Canada on new year’s eve You said you’d never seen someone bleed like I bleed Perhaps I was on The shaking hands The hands we’ll shake There’s nothing that we’ve done you could call a mistake We wore ourselves into the ground The humming of the traffic on st. catherine’s Breaks the slow fall down The truth is behind the hotel The body’s underneath the maple tree The leaves turned red when you killed me Startled by the saint’s river I won’t reduce the complications to the warmer nights When I did not know you The truth is under the water Finally silent I could hear you speak About the leaves and killing me Shaken by the saint’s river There’s nothing that we’ve done that could be wrong It’s the only way we’ll ever understand