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you hold my eyes in the highest of regards

said you saw the reflection of the ocean looking back at you

I hold your magic in the highest of regards

said I saw the reflection of god in your ancient spells

Fishing at Midnight

I felt a bite

I felt a bite

I felt a bite

Bury me in a grave deep down that Wisconsin nature trail

Unmarked, unmarked, unmarked

Where we once walked

As strange, strange, strangers

Bury me in a grave

On that beach

Where the Great Lake's waves

can stroke my sleeping head