MUSIC FOR SALE

Where the city lights softly fade to green
A ancient soul, a vibrant, living scene
Stanley's heart beats, a wild Pacific dream
Rainforest whispers, a verdant, flowing stream
The urban hum, a distant, gentle sound
As towering giants rise from sacred ground
Meeting the ocean, where the fresh air's found
A natural wonder, beautifully profound
Green soul of Stanley, where the wild meets the newSeawall's embrace, under skies of deepest bluePacific breath, in every drop of dewWhispers of old, in everything you doAlong the seawall, where the waves gently sighBicycles glide, beneath an open skyThe coastline curves, as eagles circle highReflecting sunsets, as the day drifts byFrom Lions Gate to Prospect Point's grand viewEvery horizon, painted fresh and newThe scent of cedar, damp and ever trueA timeless beauty, just for me and youGreen soul of Stanley, where the wild meets the newSeawall's embrace, under skies of deepest bluePacific breath, in every drop of dewWhispers of old, in everything you doSiwash Rock stands, a legend cast in stoneAncient spirits, never truly aloneA solitary sentinel, on its ocean throneStories of ages, beautifully shownFrom the mist and the spray, a mystical graceTime seems to pause, in this hallowed spaceNature's grandeur, leaving not a traceOf hurry or worry, just peace on your faceGreen soul of Stanley, where the wild meets the newSeawall's embrace, under skies of deepest bluePacific breath, in every drop of dewWhispers of old, in everything you do