To feel the greenness,  let ourselves be drowned

Remember how our breathing slows right down
When we see a small bird close at hand
We want the  happy moment to expand
To feel the greenness,  let ourselves  be drowned

Our breathing comes much faster in the town
Our hearts will beat as fast as Previn’s hands
We lose our  mind and body, their demands
We may walk in traffic  like dead clowns

See the human faces as they frown
They may update their phone,a thousand pounds!
They may park and ride the underground
To  Mayfair with a credit  card and  crown

We  need to create memories that last
In Dedham Vale  with  wild geese  flying past