We lay down in the gra**
In our nest of sleeping bags
Breathing in the shallow canyon air
The water, 45 degrees
We wade out to the knees
And soak to the sleeves in a semi-aquatic prayer
Great state, what state am I in?
Compa** roses bloom again
Home of the water, Canada's daughter
Cradled in a crescent moon grin
Michigan and again and again and again and again
Michigan and again and again and again and again
Soft shoulders of sand dunes
Porcupine cactus flowers bloom
In the dust of the devil's empty living room
Salt silts the flattened land
Time like a snake in the sand
Powdered porcelain in a stranger's hand
Great state, what state am I in?
Compa** roses bloom again
Home of the water, Canada's daughter
Cradled in a crescent moon grin
Michigan and again and again and again and again
Michigan and again and again and again and again
Looking down to the high five
Grazing ground to hear the sound of a heavy sigh
Home is where you left your heart behind
Even fortified fossils dissolve over time
When I came home, I went down to the lake
My dad told me he counts up the days
And when I packed my bags, coffee stains of jet lag
There were conifers lining the driveway, whispering
"Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay"
Great state, what state am I in?
Compa** roses bloom again
Home of the water, Canada's daughter
Cradled in a crescent moon grin
Michigan and again and again and again and again (x8)