Starlight starbright
sing to me the song I like
paint with colors of delight
show me northern lights tonight.
My northern home
the yankees sung
gulp of michigan lake
winter bites stung.
Country house
by the old burnt barn
the deer run free
and the birds scream from trees
Your home couldn't shape
the shape of a mitten
the lakes we love
the land we live in
I might want to be somewhere else
See the ruins of a history I learnt
hear the language of aliens i never met
but I promise in the end I'll come right back
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