Tune of the Road

Tune of the Road

Finn Geth

The road stretches ever on,

And forever to it I am drawn.

Yet to keep my heavy lids awake,

A mere tune is all it takes.

No need for minstrels or bards,

A simple song needs nothing of these regards.

It takes nothing save a mouth to sing it with

All else is just a myth.

You can keep your lutes,

You can keep your guarskin drums.

The best companion on the road,

Is a simple tune to hum.