In the bush is like walking in a dream, 

The breeze hits your bare skin and the animals create a dramatic soundtrack of background noise! 

In the bush when the night is dark, 
In the bush illuminated by the moon's spark,

In the bush a creature is looking for food, 
In the bush this creature's food depends on its mood.

In the bush two sugar gliders stare each other down, 
In the bush they glide their own way – each with a frown. 

In the bush the moon's spark is slowly fading, 
In the bush the sun is invading. 

In the bush animals start dreaming,

In the bush everything is sleeping.