June 18th

Sometimes I wish I could be

In my miniature village under a miniature tree

With no one there to disrupt my peace

It’s there I’m able to release

All my cares and troubles will disappear

Under my tree thoughts are pure and clear

It’s in my miniature village that’ll you’ll find

People of open heart and mind

Not a place for swift anxiety

But home to the drift society

Only available to the freethinkers

Freedom searchers and life drinkers

In my miniature village problems are tiny

Colours bold and smiles shiny

People are how you’d like them to be

Calming the waves of the widest sea

Let my music fill your mind

Allow yourself to gently unwind

There’s no warmer sun or brighter skies

Than the feeling you get when you close your eyes

Everybody’s equal that you can guarantee

In my miniature village under a miniature tree

It’s easy to find a village of your own

To king upon your comfort throne

Just close your eyes and there you’ll be

In your miniature village under a miniature tree