Dreaming of those far-flung days.

I’ll gaze into the fire’s warm light,

As if into some sunlit haze.

And here they come, those comrades mine,

Laughing, happy, brave to see,

Untarnished by the dust of time,

Forever fresh in memory.

The way we marched, the feasts so grand,

I’ll tell you of them all,

From Salamandastron’s west strand,

And north up to Redwall.

Of high adventures each new dawn,

As side by side we stood in war,

This tale is told that you may learn,

Just what true friends are for.

-The Ballad of Tammo, The Long Patrol

https://youtu.be/RUN_65LESeI

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5242144&forum_id=2#45557127)

10 years ago

This song makes me want to do two things.

1. It makes me want to cry because it is so beautifully sung.

2. It make me want to not waste time and go on a grand adventure so I can have a story to tell my kids someday.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5242144&forum_id=2#45607406)