The People Over There

I wonder if the people over there,
They ever wonder ’bout us over here?
We see them ‘cross this lake, and they see us;
Just objects farther they might appear

I guess that I could drive around and see;
I could swim straight across, in no time flat —
Or maybe, I’ll just stand here, and suppose:
That’s more my thing,
I’m kind of good
At that

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