She wanted to make peace, with her heavy past
She booked a ticket, for somewhere far away
They said that it was beautiful,
Northern Lights
In the sky of Chibougamau,
Nothing to do with Montreal
She found herself a real job,
As a waitress at the Royal Pub
She bought herself a beautiful dress,
Finding yourself cute, it does not hurt
Every morning when the sun,
Got its head out of the lake
She thanked a piece of heaven,
That her life still be intact
That in chaos, clutter,
She found herself a small corner of north
To quietly rebuild her life,
Finally blend in with the decor
It was more than a pretty girl,
She had something discreet
Pain in the pupils,
And long sleeves in July
She had liked,
Put the needle in her veins
To numb her humanity,
Drown her memories that came back
But even by changing her name
And hair color
Asking every night for forgiveness,
To something approaching God
There always remain deep inside her,
Drawers that do not close well
That every day remind her,
That we are indeed alone on the way
They said it was beautiful,
Northern Lights
In the sky of Chibougamau,
Nothing to do with Montreal