just look
they call it a concrete jungle
and beyond the skyscrapers lays
surburbia
little and big houses, brick and wood paneling
some modern, some old, some split
in surburbia the trees of the forest
endless open scenes seem faraway
everything is boxed
but there are the bats that fly overhead each night
cockatoos like rockstars on the road
tiny snails inching along
foxes sneak at night, in and...