The crickets singing into the night,
As the passing train whistles,
Water washing against the rocks,
While the fox sneaks through the thistle. 

The majestic sky scattered with clouds,
With no moon or stars to be seen,
The ole owl keeping its nightly watch,
Truly peaceful and serene.

The cool night breeze
Gently blowing through the trees,
It’s like a peace of heaven,
Where wild creatures can roam free.