London, England

Thinking wild thoughts, life flies by,
All through this England sketch.
It is where beautiful butterflies fly,
And scruffy dogs play fetch.

But when you think about the trees,
The breeze that keeps us cool.
The pretty delicate leaves,
Life jumping in the pools.

Nature’s way should be put in the Louvre,
It’s the water in the creek.
After years and years, pebbles get smooth,
Stories start to leak.

Bumblebees produce honey,
They give us a stick and a carrot.
We get lots of money,
Bumblebees enemy is a parrot.

But all I’m trying to say,
Is bring everything to reality,
Imagine that you're right there in May,
This is more than infinity.