Mercy (Version 2)

I was dreaming of the city lights, Thought I’d never find my place, Stuck in this little town, feelin’ out of space, All I saw was empty streets, And the same old faces every day, Had my heart set on running far away. But time don’t move so fast, And I’ve come to learn at last… It’s a small town, but it’s all I need, The kind of place where you can really breathe, Where the world moves slow, but the love runs deep, You find yourself when you least expect to, Yeah, I’ve grown and I’ve learned the truth, That this small town’s got big roots. Used to laugh when they said "Don't go too far," "There's a place for you right where you are," But the years go by, and you start to see, All the things you missed when you were chasing dreams, The corner store, the diner booth, Neighbors who know your every move. I didn’t get it at first, But now it’s a blessing, not a curse… It’s a small town, but it’s all I need, The kind of place where you can breathe, Where the world moves slow, but the love runs deep, You find yourself when you least expect to, Yeah, I’ve grown and I’ve learned the truth, That this small town’s got big roots. And every scar I’ve got, Is a story from these streets, Where they never let you fall, ‘Cause they’re always there to catch your dreams. It’s more than just a name on a map, It’s the heart that keeps you coming back. It’s a small town, but it’s all I need, The kind of place where you can breathe, Where the world moves slow, but the love runs deep, You find yourself when you least expect to, Yeah, I’ve grown and I’ve learned the truth, That this small town’s got big roots. So here I stand, and I’m proud to say, I wouldn't trade a single day… ‘Cause this small town’s got big roots. Oh yeah, small town’s got big roots. (Oh, oh, oh...)

[Verse] Sean’s got a big heart but he’s always a step behind Can’t remember where he left his keys always in a bind He tries to play it cool but he’s tangled like a vine He’s the kind of guy who leaves yesterday behind [Verse 2] He’s the one who’ll wear mismatched shoes Always forgets to pay his dues Yet there’s a kindness in his blues He’s got a way that you can’t refuse [Chorus] Not so bright but always glowing With a heart that keeps on showing There’s a beauty in his flowing In the end it’s love he’s sowing [Verse 3] He’ll mix up dates and names Get lost on his way to games But there’s magic in his aims In his eyes Unlit flames [Bridge] Always late but never bitter With his smile He’s never a quitter Even when he reads the wrong Twitter He's our lovable transmitter [Chorus] Not so bright but always glowing With a heart that keeps on showing There’s a beauty in his flowing In the end it’s love he’s sowing

Belgium, oh Belgium, the heart of it all! Chocolate, waffles, and beer, so tall! From Brussels to Bruges, you’re a gem we adore, Come and explore, there’s so much more

From the alleys of Baldur’s Gate, where shadows dance and schemes are spun, A lass was born with a silver tongue, beneath the ever-setting sun. Her cloak of green, it swirls and flows, like whispers through the city’s core, With eyes that gleam like secrets kept, behold Amara Gildelore! Amara, oh Amara, a spinner of tales and dreams! Fortunes told, but none foretold the mischief in her schemes! Through taverns and bazaars she roams, a trickster to the core, Raise your glass to the Queen of Chance, Amara Gildelore! Her mother sold elixirs false, her father was a sly charade, They taught her well the art of charm, where fortunes rise and fates are made. She donned a veil, she told the stars, “Their futures lie within my lore,” And nobles knelt to her mystic guise—Amara Gildelore! Amara, oh Amara, a spinner of tales and dreams! Fortunes told, but none foretold the mischief in her schemes! Through taverns and bazaars she roams, a trickster to the core, Raise your glass to the Queen of Chance, Amara Gildelore! She’ll read your cards with a smirk so sly, weave tales of doom and glory. But when she’s gone, you’ll clutch your coin, and laugh at the twisted story. For she’s no thief, just a jester bold, who lives for the play, not the score. A wandering star, a fleeting flame—Amara Gildelore! Amara, oh Amara, a spinner of tales and dreams! Fortunes told, but none foretold the mischief in her schemes! Through taverns and bazaars she roams, a trickster to the core, Raise your glass to the Queen of Chance, Amara Gildelore! So if you spy her in the crowd, her moss-green cloak, her knowing grin, Beware the charm, the laugh, the dance—it’s a game you’ll never win. But life’s too short to play it safe; let her spin her tales once more, And toast the star of Baldur’s Gate—Amara Gildelore! Amara, oh Amara, a spinner of tales and dreams! Fortunes told, but none foretold the mischief in her schemes! Through taverns and bazaars she roams, a trickster to the core, Raise your glass to the Queen of Chance, Amara Gildelore!

[Verse] Johnny and me, down by the creek, Fishin' lines in the water, not a word to speak, Sippin' on a cold one, sun sinkin' slow, We got each other's backs, that's how it goes. [Verse 2] Saturday night, headin' to the bar, Pickin' up our guitars, underneath the stars, Dancin' through the sawdust, boots on the floor, Friends like these, couldn't ask for more. [Chorus] Bros before hos, that's what we've always said, Stickin' together, through the thick and thin ahead, Laughin' 'til the mornin', trouble's far behind, In this small-town life, it's a love you can't rewind. [Verse 3] Mary-Anne left, but we never skipped a beat, Couple of barroom boys, life ain't so sweet, Lean on each other, when the heartache shows, It's what you do when you've got bros before hos. [Verse 4] Summer nights blaze, but winters are cold, Stories gettin' older like the ones we've retold, Built on trust, stronger than the blows, A brotherhood's a bond that everyone else knows. [Chorus] Bros before hos, that's what we've always said, Stickin' together, through the thick and thin ahead, Laughin' 'til the mornin', trouble's far behind, In this small-town life, it's a love you can't rewind.

[Verse] Old farmhouse, dusty floors, WiFi’s strong, lights are dimmed indoors, Granny’s quilt on the worn-out couch, Keyboard clicking, no one’s slouched. [Verse 2] Jimmy's got the headset tight, Trash talk flying into the night, Sister's upstairs with her playbook in sight, Tapping rhythms, putting up a fight. [Chorus] Esports on a Friday night, Where the farm fields meet the neon light, From chickens cluckin' to the pixels bright, It’s a small town, digital delight. [Verse 3] Dad’s shotgun propped by the door, Mom’s baking pie while we all score, Grandpa’s tales of life before, Now he's cheering, loving more. [Verse 4] Neighbors swing by to watch the screen, Lawn chairs lined up for the evening scene, Laughter mingles with the rapid pings, Country heart with cyberspace wings. [Chorus] Esports on a Friday night, Where the farm fields meet the neon light, From chickens cluckin' to the pixels bright, It’s a small town, digital delight.

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[Verse] Climbing up the rugged peak Finds you more than words can speak Whispers of the ancient thrill In the mountains echoes fill [Verse 2] Mist rolls down in waves of green Nature paints a quiet scene Shadowed valleys deep and still Secrets in the morning chill [Chorus] Sing the songs that mountains know Hear the echoes as they grow Feel the heartbeat of the land Mountains hold your spirit’s hand [Verse 3] Rivers carve their winding tales Flowing through the stony trails Birds above and skies so wide In the hills the world collides [Bridge] Lost in the echoing sound Peace and wonder here are found Standing tall on nature’s rise Mountains mirror to the skies [Chorus] Sing the songs that mountains know Hear the echoes as they grow Feel the heartbeat of the land Mountains hold your spirit’s hand

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[Verse] Up high on the peak lives Skaio bold Guardian of secrets ancient and old With a laugh that echoes through the snow He’s the myth The legend That all men know [Chorus] Rise to the summit with your heart's fire Seek Skaio’s wisdom and his mighty ire Tread lightly where the giants roam In the mountain’s shadow that he calls home [Verse 2] Eagles fly and whisper his name Timber giants bow without shame Glaciers thrum to his thunderous tune Under the endless silvery moon [Chorus] Rise to the summit with your heart's fire Seek Skaio’s wisdom and his mighty ire Tread lightly where the giants roam In the mountain’s shadow that he calls home [Bridge] His beard is woven with the threads of time His eyes glisten with eternal rhyme Hear his stories etched in the stone Skaio stands In a world all his own [Chorus] Rise to the summit with your heart's fire Seek Skaio’s wisdom and his mighty ire Tread lightly where the giants roam In the mountain’s shadow that he calls home

Verse 1 Beneath the boughs of the ancient tree, Where moonlight dances soft and free, A maiden fair with hair of gold, Her gaze a tale, her smile untold. Oh, knight in armor, heart so true, Do you dream of her, as she dreams of you? Chorus Oh, love, like rivers winding wide, Bound by stars and the ocean's tide, Through storm and shadow, bright you gleam, My heart, my flame, my only dream. Verse 2 Her song did weave through the twilight air, A spell of longing, sweet and rare. He rode through dusk, through bramble’s thorn, To find the love for whom he’s sworn. The fates may call, the seas may roar, Yet love shall lead him to her shore. Chorus Oh, love, like rivers winding wide, Bound by stars and the ocean's tide, Through storm and shadow, bright you gleam, My heart, my flame, my only dream. Bridge The willow whispers, "Do not part, For courage lives within the heart." No sword nor crown can bind the soul, When love’s sweet song becomes the goal. Verse 3 Now side by side, in dawn’s embrace, They find the world a gentler place. The minstrel sings of their love’s lore, A tale of longing, forevermore. Oh, let their vow in hearts take hold, A love more precious than kings’ gold. Final Chorus Oh, love, like rivers winding wide, Bound by stars and the ocean's tide, Through storm and shadow, bright you gleam, My heart, my flame, my only dream. Outro So raise the lute, let voices soar, For love’s sweet song shall evermore Be sung beneath the willow tree, Where hearts entwine in destiny.