[Verse 1]
Tiny duchy of Flek
Tucked under cloud and hill
Silver-haired scholars
Still arguing over ink spills
We sit on the archive steps
Sharing pastries
Trading facts
You quote dates like daylight
I trace maps on your backpack
[Chorus]
We’re the owls of the duchy of Flek
Insignia stitched on our vests
Warm and loyal nerds
With our hearts in the text
You remember every line I forget
Every footnote
Every side effect
If I get lost in the margin
You read me perfect
[Verse 2]
Dust dancing in the stacks
Old leather
Candle wax
You laugh at my crooked notes
I laugh at your color-coded tabs
You press my hand to a page
Say
“Feel how the story breathes”
Your perfect memory glows
But you’re looking right at me
[Chorus]
We’re the owls of the duchy of Flek
Insignia stitched on our vests
Warm and loyal nerds
With our hearts in the text
You remember every line I forget
Every footnote
Every side effect
If I get lost in the margin
You read me perfect
[Bridge]
In the archives of the kingdom
They will write our quiet days
Every whisper in the reading room
Every smile between the phrases
If every book burns down
If the ink runs from regret
You’ll carry every word inside
And I’ll carry what you haven’t read yet
[Chorus]
We’re the owls of the duchy of Flek
Insignia stitched on our vests
Warm and loyal nerds
With our hearts in the text
You remember every line I forget
Every secret that we haven’t kept
If I get lost in the margin
You read me perfect
If this whole duchy forgets us
You’ll still remember us perfect