Thia's Book of Journeying songs, p.5

Thia's Book of Journeying songs, p.5

harp, electric harp, pagan, female vocals

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Thia's Book of Journeying songs, p.5



I have seen worse and better
Than a rotting giant eel
Our resolve is made of steel
(I did not send my letter)

Thus we are treading lightly
With a rope to hold on tight
So we don't need any light
'Cause some of us see brightly



Arena of foes below
Fighting each other for show
Those tunnels and caves are new

We returned undetected
As citizens elected
And fond of my friends I grew