At Lake Maureen

How many songs did you hear?
How tall were the pines?
That shade of green, where have I seen it?
This day is going
About my friend, my friend
I did not understand
Walking around the state park grounds
This day is going
I feel something new about you
Every day of the world
I’m hearing a sound
I’m kicking a stone on the ground
Make my soul come clean
A sail above lake Maureen
Sing into storms, sing into storms
This day is going