No Better Magic [LONDON]

The serpentine swarm with silvery wings

A pedalo passes with mum, dad, and twins

The lavenders shake with the bees

There's no better magic than this

The rain as it leaves its beat on the pond

A shape of a cloud that's made the boy smile

And a bird in the sky like the whole park is his

There's no better magic than this

Maybe, later on we'll light a fire

Hear the easiness from the tender choir

And then watch how the stone falls

When it's finally here, a summer day breeze

And summer is gone, and we're walkin' in leaves

And out to the bridge when the city's in mist

There's no better magic than this

The crisp of the air on cold sunny days

Smoke rises up and a melody plays

There's a man on his skates like the river is his

There's no better magic than this

There's no better magic than this

There's no better magic than this