The bush will always look after its own;
all the gentle creatures that dwell there
From the towering tree to the tiny pine cone
Harmony reigns in the sweet scented air
All the gentle creatures that dwell there
Living each day at a quiet gentle pace
Harmony reigns in the sweet scented air
Far from the madness of the human race
Living each day at a quiet gentle pace;
Nature's beauty growing wild and free
Far from the madness of the human race
Free to exist as existence should be
Nature's beauty growing wild and free
from the towering tree to the tiny pine cone
Free to exist as existence should be
The bush will always look after its own
Wonderful...
ReplyDelete"Nature's beauty growing wild and free
ReplyDeleteFar from the madness of the human race".
Thats us out here on Rakitu Island. Kia ora my friend.