Entangled, is the moisture in this haze;
Seven colours of magic surround this place.
Like a dream it is to me, a dream it really is.
It’s a place where time has no boundaries,
It’s a place where sounds blend into a musical,
It’s a place where joy surrounds all,
There’s a sense of quietness in these notes;
River sings to me like a symphony that floats.
Nature is good, nature is beautiful,
Away from the slumber of this dead end life,
I am on a tranquil journey into the wild.