Michigan Sun

Great grandpa built a house on a lake And I grew up soaking up the rays of the Michigan sun And what if he could see me And my sisters grieving this leftover wood from world war I?  Each dream, each year, each thing that's here is something that connects us But connection just forgets us in its sum  And each thing I see's a thing that's been done And I want to feel that dream I dreamed become!  Ease on out the family- lock the keys out on the family, setting suns  Going away  Going to stay Soaking up the rays Be back another day See the sun rise high over the island Feel the cold springs beneath my feet Spinning through space, a half smile on my face The words are so trace, and I can't stop until they reach the forefront  And just what should I make of the sharks in the lake? I must be dreaming when I'm looking up My eyes, my nose, went blind And those deserted through diversions well we sing a song to serenade the dead And we will sing it loud or sing it from our beds Because some way this bitter knowledge finds a head! And I know outside the covers I am laughing with my brothers instead   Going away Going to stay  Be back another day depending on the pay Common sense? "No" is what she said!  See the brake lights, and get in line