hometown waltz

• rufus wainwright'in want two albumunden:
  
  the drummers and jugglers in montreal
  don't even exist at all
  so i'm tearing up these tarot cards and venetians clowns
  antique shops and alcoholic homosexuals
  
  you may ask why i want to torch my home town
  partly it's bitterness and hopping 'round and 'round again
  on ontario street looking up
  maybe i'll catch him on his way to the show
  
  you travel the world and find all the answers
  everything operates on the unattainables
  and then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone
  could have walked around the block 'cause all roads lead to home
  
  say, will you ever ever ever know,
  ever ever ever fly away?
  will you ever ever ever go,
  ever ever ever find a way?