i’m cold steel
leaning into your fiery burlington street fire
and the harbour burns alive
the stars light up the night stage
and downtown calls us up James
but let’s not stop there
on
this novemember night
are you my cold steel?
i’ll be your fire stax leaving under overpasses –
we’ll take kenilworth
find our way up the mountain
keep driving babe
or let me
we’ll somehow be in Niagara before you know it
we’ll be in the wine fields drinking megalo
we’ll be anywhere but apart
my thoughts are cold steel in the night
ready on the beach under the sky
shining dark and brave
ready for your heat
we’ll heat each other
we’ll be both cold steel and hot
hot fire
hot fire leaving
wrapping around the Q.E mouth
on static electric trax
heading out to another town
still in this same province
but showing ourselves
hot fire melting cold steel
and from the distant horizon
people will see
one burning glow……..