In my own neighborhood there are endless beds of roses; friendly dogs smile, cats polish my calves with soft grey flanks, children play with ribbons. [Chorus] I hold up my face to the birdsong and see only this: Blackberry brambles sweep new branches out to the clean new roads. Friendly dogs smile, cats polish my calves with soft grey flanks, children play with ribbons. [Bridge] Neighbors chat over fences. The fleeting butterfly scent of sun-steeped grass beckons me to pause; [Chorus] I hold up my face to the birdsong and see only this: [Short clarinet and zither interlude] the dragonflies, the merry dandelions, and petals like icing on the sidewalk. In my own neighborhood there are endless beds of roses; Blackberry brambles sweep new branches out to the clean new roads. [Bridge] Neighbors chat over fences. The fleeting butterfly scent of sun-steeped grass beckons me to pause; [Chorus] I hold up my face to the birdsong and see only this: the dragonflies, the merry dandelions, and petals like icing on the sidewalk.
