[Verse, Farmer]
I rise with the sun, hear the bell’s soft chime,
Hoe in my hand and I’m feelin’ just fine.
Wheat in the wind and potatoes in rows,
The rhythm of planting is all that I know.
I hum to the pigs, toss seeds to the hens,
A peaceful day starts all over again.
[Chorus]
This is the life, where the golems stand tall,
Where the crops grow slow and the troubles are small.
No player in sight, just the stars and the sky—
It’s quiet, it’s simple, it’s home.
[Verse, Librarian]
Shelves lined with lore, pages softly turn,
Maps of the wild, enchantments to learn.
I trade for a book, a quill, or a scroll,
My words are my tools, and knowledge my goal.
The window glows gold as the daylight fades,
And silence wraps round like the warmth of a cape.
[Chorus]
This is the life, where the golems stand tall,
Where the crops grow slow and the troubles are small.
No player in sight, just the stars and the sky—
It’s quiet, it’s simple, it’s home.
[Verse, Nitwit]
I sit on the bench, watch the bees buzz by,
Try to catch raindrops fallin’ from the sky.
I don’t do much, but I like it that way—
Every hour’s a nap, every breeze is a play.
They laugh when I wander, they sigh when I stare,
But life moves just fine when you haven’t a care.
[Bridge, Cleric]
Up by the bell, I watch the moon climb,
Mixin’ my potions one drop at a time.
The world might be bigger beyond our fence gate,
But peace has a pulse you can’t recreate.
[Chorus]
This is the life, where the golems stand tall,
Where the crops grow slow and the troubles are small.
No player in sight, just the stars and the sky—
It’s quiet, it’s simple, it’s home.
[Outro, Child]
Someday I’ll run, see the lands far and wide…
But for now, I just play on the grass by the side.
Where it’s quiet… it’s simple… it’s home.