Metric - Black history month lyrics

Can you remember a time when this city was A great place for architects and dilettantes A nice place for midwives and crossing guards And on, and on... Hold on hold on children Your mother and father are leaving Hold on, hold on children Your mother and father are leaving, leaving Do you remember a time when this pool was A great place for waterwings and cannonballs A nice place for astrologists and blow up dolls And on, and on, and on and on... Hold on, hold on children Your mother and father are leaving Hold on, hold on children You best friend's parents are leaving, leaving Hold on, hold on children Your mother and father are leaving Hold on, hold on children Your best friend's parents are leaving, leaving