Has Not Played For Me Yet
By Ashanar Sekor (Ash)
I've passed into a tree city... It's quite amazing to me
I'm not believing all I see to be so
I'm walking over platforms... From the trees the houses are formed
Watching life between the branches below
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
The Harpinger has not played for me yet
So I'll place another bet... And move on till he plays.
I'm moving on all alone... Underground and under stone
Passing hot forges and temples of Gorethar
There's a crazy gnome behind every door
And a drunk dwarf on every floor
This underground kingdom is most amazing by far
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
I've walked into a free city... Past rows of wheat that greet me
Watching all the traffic at the Elf Gate flow...
The sound of people working... Mixing potions, sewing and blacksmithing
Making even more things than I even know
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
The ship pulls up to the dock... And off I am with a hop
Passing alleys, then a crowded marketplace
There's a guard at every door
What they're guarding I'm not sure
This city moves at the most incredible pace
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
I stepped though a magic portal, a valley city before me
With a number of mage towers that all glow...
I'm walking along a lake... Seeing a fireworks shop and the 4A
And hearing all about the mining below
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
They are rolling out the carpet
Of a halfling's underground mansion
Calling for a song of compassion, they cheer
Passing me a plate of roasted deer
Always willing to lend an ear
When in Ferrell you'll forget all your fears
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
Deep dark and underground
And a shrine with the sweetest sound
Nearly everyone with deep black hair
And death fills the very air
With a winding tunnel the only exit...
How did I find my way down here again?
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
I took a ferry after the road
And came to a place called Blandenberg
It's smacked in-between two countries
Built on a warzone, how can it be so damn comfy?
Avengers and Equalizers nearly everywhere
Oh!! And did I tell you all the farmers' daughters are so fair?
And it's hard to say, Where I'm headed after today
But I move on anyway, Till his harp plays.
The Harpinger has not played for me yet
So I'll place another bet... And move on till he plays.
