Lake Waramaug
Deadsy
Commencement (2002)

Laid awake throughout the night.
Today the school's so loud,
and now it's all so quiet.

I plan to pack light,
cause tomorrow will fly.
Taking off to a place,
a land that's not so far away.

The boat 'bove our heads for the walk to the shore,
as feelings of dread soak the length of the oar.
Connecticut hillsides surround the clouds soar,
dazed to the signs.
I think back to times when gender crossed me.

Miss all those Christmas,
and the once careless autumns.

Though there space betwixt us which,
dissolves here round when the fog clears.

As we crept through the race,
old friends would line the banks;
cheering on as they played,
screaming all the lovely names.
Then they'd start to file away,
come dust the time to rage.

The boat `bove our heads for the walk to the van,
as luncheon awaits us, while all the girls tan.
And social engagements, commence by the sand.
Now our days complete.
We faced defeat, but felt the cool breeze.

Follow our dreams,
and hold the lake in such dear regards.
Against the best we thruster,
but the justice came when the bow touched.