Kasumi - A Quiet Life of Broken Pots | Link to the Past Tribute

A Quiet Life of Broken Pots is a dark grunge rock song about a cozy little property-damage simulator rudely interrupted by princesses, maidens, wizards, and destiny. For anyone who just wanted a shovel, a bottle, and several hundred suspicious jars. Lyrics: [Intro] It's dangerous to go alone. Take this, the old man said. A sword; wait hold the phone. And with that I'd decided. [Verse 1] I woke up to rain and a voice in the wall Saying hurry, be brave, there is evil tonight I said sure, but the shrubs by the castle are tall And these jars look suspiciously ready to fight Every hallway is begging for property crimes Every garden has money asleep in the leaves But a princess keeps calling at terrible times Like my schedule has space for old destinies [Pre-Chorus] I only wanted a shovel and peace A lantern, a bottle, a handful of rocks Then seven trapped maidens started raising their fees On a quiet life of broken pots [Chorus] Give me a quiet life of broken pots Grass in the rain and a pocket of change Let the big wizard wait in his ominous plot I have bushes to cut and clay to arrange The kingdom can panic, the dark world can rot I was happy with holes and a hammer in lots Do not pull me from the simple thoughts Of a quiet life of broken pots [Verse 2] Now the mirror keeps making my errands worse Every pendant has paperwork hiding inside I would rather go fishing than handle a curse But the map keeps insisting I cross to that side There are chickens with grudges and walls with a clue There are fountains that judge what I throw in the deep I am saving the realm, but between me and you I was mostly just breaking ceramics for keeps [Pre-Chorus] I only wanted a shovel and peace A net for the fairies, a flute in a box Then prophecy kicked down the door of my lease On a quiet life of broken pots [Chorus] Give me a quiet life of broken pots Grass in the rain and a pocket of change Let the big wizard wait in his ominous plot I have bushes to cut and clay to arrange The kingdom can panic, the dark world can rot I was happy with holes and a hammer in lots Do not pull me from the simple thoughts Of a quiet life of broken pots [Bridge] If courage is measured in jars on the floor Then crown me already and open the door If wisdom means digging up secrets for fun Then I have been chosen since level one [Final Chorus] Give me a quiet life of broken pots Even if thunder is shaking the frame Let the last tower rise, let the pig king talk I will still raid his basement the same The kingdom can panic, the dark world can rot I was happy with holes and a hammer in lots I saved all the maidens and missed what I got A quiet life of broken pots #gamingmusic #rock #synthwave #zelda #thelegendofzelda #alinktothepast