Storyteller

He strolls from town to town
Gathering stories of grand renown
Peasants and kings and magical things
A seeker, dreaming true

Then by a crackling fire
He'll unwrap each tale to perchance inspire
You may think it strange, you may feel it change
He leaves that up to you

But if the mood's just right
With the proper amount of moonlight
The magic of the tale will last all night

His method's clear to see
Why can't we do it as easily?
Spinning a silver thread from a tear
A simple thing to do

If the mood's just right
With the proper amount of moonlight
The magic of the tale will last all night

Made up a blanket made of yarns
From the human heart
Stitch it up with love
And you're near done before you start

If the mood's just right
With the proper amount of moonlight
The magic of the tale will last all night

You cannot go wrong
With the proper amount of our song
The magic tale will last your whole life long