Wild

Let the trees embrace you, 

With their long and leafy arms,

Their thick and trusty branches,

Reach up like vines 

To a star speckled sky.

The wildebeest are roaming,

On the dark and murky plain,

They pace until the shining moon 

Shines ever so brightly 

In a star speckled sky

The giraffes are chewing leafy greens,

That are hanging from up above

A calf gallops raggedly to his mother, 

Their necks are stretching up 

To a star speckled sky