Year Three, Week Seventeen: “Hiawatha”

Lyrics:

Hiawatha, Hiawatha
We stood on the shores of Lake Hiawatha
So much left unseen
You know what I mean
when you try to look down to the bottom
of Lake Hiawatha
Hiawatha

Hiawatha, Hiawatha
We slapped the oars into Lake Hiawatha
Talking bout big plans
Playing with our hands
There was everything and nothing at stake
on Lake Hiawatha
Hiawatha

I can feel your heart
I can see your breath
You’re a girl from the hills
and I’m a kid from the alley
Lovers torn apart
Like Shakespeare without the death
or maybe like a little Frankie Valli

Hiawatha, Hiawatha
What’s mine is yours on Lake Hiawatha
Time to start heading back
We got people waiting, and all of that
Pray for all the tender hearts that get broken
on Lake Hiawatha
Pray for all the tender hearts that get broken
on Lake Hiawatha
Hiawatha, Hiawatha

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