In the tall green grass
A sly snake slithers within
Swallowing his prey

Laying on the soft grass
Staring up at the glowing moon
Memorizing the twinkling constellations
I am home

freshly yield, grass mown
green the smell, like warm summer
brings me back to earth.

Cool winds are blowing
From dead grass will rise the green
Reason of the day

When one thousand years has passed us by,
I hope mother earth is still beautiful
And there's fruit trees and grass so green,
And fresh air to breathe that's clean

There's animals alive of every variety,
fireflies, ladybugs, and honeybees
I hope there's an amazing blue sky,
with songbirds together flying so high

And I hope most of all flowers still grow,
and there's a winter with falling snow