A quiet place in the countrysaide might suit you best
Where the only sound is of birdsong
And the ripple of the creek ever flowing along
Winding on it's way to the far ocean shore
On a journey that does take place for evermore
All you do ask for is a place of your own
A cottage by the creek where you live as unknown
To anybody with Nature to you nearby
Where no factory with it's chimney puff black smoke to the sky
A cottage ever distant from the noisy town
Where all day long on the streets the traffic pass up and down
Your dreams are not big and should not be hard to achieve
But few what they wish for from life what they wish for receive.
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