Troubadour
No one knew from whence he'd come, or all the shadings of his life
He'd walked in dreams across the
land and waking flown within the night
Oh how he enchanted us 'til summer fled and autumn turned
Oh how he enchanted us and left us rich with what we'd learned
We knew him from the tales he told
in breath and string, in gaze and drum
We marveled at the dancing world our simple silence had become
Oh how he enchanted us 'til summer fled and autumn turned
Oh how he enchanted us and left us rich with what we'd learned
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Raise your voices, raise your glass
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Oh raise you voices, raise your glass
That troubadour has left our hall; those summer days were far too few
But journeys call to every man and his, like ours, began anew
Where once he sat within our hall and kindled joy in every heart
Where once he sat within our hall, new fingers move upon his harp,
New fingers move upon the harp
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Raise your voices, raise your glass
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Oh raise you voices, raise your glass
He'd walked in dreams across the
land and waking flown within the night
Oh how he enchanted us 'til summer fled and autumn turned
Oh how he enchanted us and left us rich with what we'd learned
We knew him from the tales he told
in breath and string, in gaze and drum
We marveled at the dancing world our simple silence had become
Oh how he enchanted us 'til summer fled and autumn turned
Oh how he enchanted us and left us rich with what we'd learned
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Raise your voices, raise your glass
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Oh raise you voices, raise your glass
That troubadour has left our hall; those summer days were far too few
But journeys call to every man and his, like ours, began anew
Where once he sat within our hall and kindled joy in every heart
Where once he sat within our hall, new fingers move upon his harp,
New fingers move upon the harp
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Raise your voices, raise your glass
So raise your voices, raise your glass
Oh raise you voices, raise your glass
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Deschamps, Heather Dale
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