Michigan from Old News by Problem Dog

There's a great lake that separates me from you
And if I knew you were still there I'd swim right through.
But I fear I may perish 'fore I reach the other side.
So please, If you're still there, meet me on the island inside.

I know what we had was more than a spark;
'Twas a great flame to light the way through this lake of dark,
Eerie, bitter emotions spawned from the ducts of our eyes
Quenching our fire, leaving us separate and blind.

So won't you please meet me there? Just swim straight ahead.
I'd swim all the way, but water was never my friend.
And are you even there? Can you hear a word that I'm saying?
I swear I heard your voice in the wind. Was it a trick my mind's playing?

Don't go...

Just go...

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