I woke up in an English Garden
With the Lavender in full bloom
My thoughts unconsciously keeping time
To a psychedelic tune

While a caterpillar that looked familiar
Asked about his friend
Who crawled into a blue cocoon
And was never seen again

That's when a butterfly flew to my side
Landing on a mossy rock
Looked at me quite knowingly
And asked me what I thought

I thought about the present
I thought about the past
I thought about the question
The caterpillar asked

I thought about the butterfly
I thought about it thoughtfully
Till I crawled into my own cocoon
Where it is I sprouted wings

Now I fly about English Gardens
Mostly in the Spring
Asking people quite knowingly
What is is they think