A tree will tell you it's ok to simply be
A flower say's it's ok to open your heart
A bee will say it's time to get busy
And the sky will tell you of art
There's magic in Revere
I saw it in the air
And now that magic follows me
I see it everywhere.
But a very special place in time
Is nesteled in Revere
And a bit of magic I took with me
Will keep it's memory dear.