Page 63 - The Ferryman | Dark Folk River Ballad

#thedeadbardsjournal Arc IV - The Common Folk Page 63 - The Ferryman [Verse I] The morning mist still knows my name. The river's never quite the same. Some cross with hope. Some cross with fear... Yet all are welcome waiting here. My oars have learned the water's song. They've known the current all along. From break of dawn to setting sun... The river carries everyone. [Chorus] Row by row. Shore to shore. The river's song forevermore. Oar by oar and tide by tide... I'll see you to the other side. [Verse II] I've ferried merchants bound for trade. I've carried soldiers, unafraid. A bride in white. A child asleep... The river's promises to keep. The priest who prayed. The thief who lied. They sat together, side by side. Out on the water, titles fade... The current knows not what they're made. [Chorus] Row by row. Shore to shore. The river's song forevermore. Oar by oar and tide by tide... I'll see you to the other side. [Verse III] I've watched the seasons come and go. The flood run high. The winter snow. I've seen new kingdoms line the shore... Then drift away forevermore. The water keeps what men forget. It never speaks of vain regret. Each ripple tells another tale... Then lets it vanish with the sail. [Bridge] Ask the river where it ends. Ask the water who it sends. I've long since learned what's mine to do... Row the boat, and see them through. [Final Chorus] Row by row. Shore to shore. The river's song forevermore. Oar by oar and tide by tide... I'll see you to the other side. #epicmusic #medievalmusic #fantasymusic #seashanty #balladsongs