The trees outside look to the sky
An endless sea of beauty of fixed
Upon the blue eternal lies
A wondrous gaze stretched out betwixt
The amber waves of grain lie still
An ocean gold and wide
A cloudless sky to bid its will
An ebbing, golden tide
The blood red sun to split the dawn
The piercing yellow rays
As if a painting had been drawn
To capture the fiery blaze
The endless mountain ranges lay
Stretched out and reaching to the sky
Meandering upon their way
They sit and watch the world pass by
From the ground, the grass looks green
The pointed blades beneath our feet
They cover meadows, quite serene
And surround our souls while our eyes meet
Now under cloudless skies and trees
And in the fields of amber grain
With the grass under our feet, were free
Our fearless smiles still remain