Another noodly guitar one.....
Looking down from where we stand The landscape stretches to the sea Patchwork of different types of land Idyllic place for us to be
The crops that grow in ragged fields The vegetation running wild
The trees that hide the game from view The birds that soar in search of prey
The sky once grey is turning blue The warmth of sun upon our skin And not a single soul in view
The day has started out anew
There is nothing that we need There is nothing we can say We only came here to escape To find a place to get away
(c) words and music G Todd 2020