From the branch where he dwells and lies
|
Nature revealed in cloak of rhymes
|
A verse, hidden mirror
|
And from the treetop of an oak
|
He laughed at people down beneath
|
|
With his eyes travelling over the scene (so strange)
|
He could mind-trace the flow
|
None of them realise something shared beyond
|
It's like a lighthouse from the port
|
Leading the boats to their quay
|
|
[Chorus:]</i> Lone but wealthy inside
|
Awaked by a sudden whisper
|
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
|
Stunned by the tunes of the nature-born harp
|
He knows what they ignore
|
The Dweller of Rhymes
|
|
All is grist that comes to his mill
|
And all that glitters is not gold
|
For him, lesson of Nature
|
His pockets full of nothing show
|
Knowledge alone could make him stand
|
|
With his eyes travelling over the scene (so strange)
|
He could mind-trace the flow
|
None of them realise something shared beyond
|
It's like a lighthouse from the port
|
Leading the boats to their quay
|
|
[Chorus:]</i> Lone but wealthy inside
|
Awaked by a sudden whisper
|
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
|
Stunned by the tunes of the nature-born harp
|
He knows what they ignore
|
The Dweller of Rhymes
|
|
Warped inside a whirl of thousand words, can
|
|
I compete with what's beyond?
|
Forced down by the waves made out of my mind,
|
|
out of my life, into the mist
|
|
[Solos: Jarpen, Aydan, Jarpen, Aydan, both]
|
|
[Chorus:]</i> Lone but wealthy inside
|
Awaked by a sudden whisper
|
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
|
Stunned by the tunes of the nature-born harp
|
He knows what they ignore
|
The Dweller of Rhymes
|
|
-----------------
|
The Dweller Of Rhymes
|
| Elvenking |
