Hey Tom, What's happened?
The West Wind is blowing
Did you take a wrong turn at Poplars by a Lake without knowing?
Did Marty get the best of you in Hot Summer Moonlight?
Or did drunk Fraser knock you out in that fight?
Did he really hit you? Did you slip or trip?
More questions than answers, rumors persist!
I hear Winny's preggo
I hear you're getting hitched
I hear you're not that into weddings
I hear you got a fix
You'll pretend to slip away In the Northland
A single shot will ring out, laying out your plan
In the dark you will escape in Snow in the Woods
They will all be none the wiser, yeah you fooled em good
Still some insist you're a fraud
Did they drag you down that Path Behind Mowat Lodge?
The place of your last breath
Did they float your body over Woodland Waterfall?
While others still allege you just got lost in the fog
Your problem now erased
But only in your mind, like paint to a canvas
You are the Jack Pine
One thing is for sure now that you've plead the fifth
Your group of seven has become a group of six
Now your disappearance, is something of folklore
Are we re-writing history to be a murder mystery?
Did they put you out of your misery at the Cottage on a Rocky Shore?