Seven colours of magic surrounds this place
Like a dream it is to me, a dream it really is
It’s a place where time has no boundaries
It’s a place where sounds blend into a musical
It’s a place where joy surrounds all
There’s a sense of quietness in these notes
River sings to me like a symphony that floats
Nature is good, nature is beautiful
Away from the slumber of this dead end life
I am on a tranquil journey into the wild
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