endless loving

and i tell you it is a happy place

and i tell you i am happy 

and it is for no other reason

then that i am listening to old music

and that tree grew there and it died there

and it still stands

i, roaming the endless meadows

i tell you, flying low in that endless expanse

i imagine a city of the same dimension

how many people would live there

i can almost hear the hustle and bustle

we met two chickadees

goodbye my trusted friend

tada lalala

now that the spring is in the air

again i found the sun