I believe, for every drop of rain that falls,
  Some signage grows...

  I believe that somewhere in the darkest night,
  A councilor groans... 
  On my behalf…

  I believe for everyone who finds a stray,
  Our ranger will come, to show the way,
  I believe, I believe...

  I believe, above the sea the smallest rock,
  Will still be seen...

  I believe, that someone in the great borough,
  Hears every step...

  Every time I see a magpie swoop,
  Or avoid a turd, or see a sign,
  Then I know why, I believe!

  Oh my Shire way up in the sky,
  Now I know why I feel so safe,
  In your warm embrace...

  That's why I believe in signs!