[Verse 1]
There’s a river drawn in ink
Through the hills that always sing
Stone and story
Moss and mill
All the roads lead back to Quill
Lanterns hanging in the pines
Names like poems on wooden signs
Six bright banners on the hill
Holding fast for kingdom Quill
[Chorus]
This is the kingdom of Quill
Where every heart can rest
Can heal
Six soft hands on the wheel
Keeping all this fragile
All this real
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill (oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Dawn in Alder Duchy’s fields
Gold on every broken shield
In the harbors down in Wren
They make strangers into friends
High in Briar
Storms will pass
Over glass and mountain grass
Ash and Ember
Row and Rye
Raise their colors to the sky
[Chorus]
This is the kingdom of Quill
Where every heart can rest
Can heal
Six soft hands on the wheel
Keeping all this fragile
All this real
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill (oh-oh)
[Bridge]
Nobody here is left alone
Every soul gets called “our own”
Freedom like an old oak tree
Deep in the dirt
Deep in you
Deep in me (hey)
[Chorus]
This is the kingdom of Quill
Where every heart can rest
Can heal
Six soft hands on the wheel
Keeping all this fragile
All this real
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill
We are the roots of the kingdom of Quill (oh-oh)
(kingdom of Quill)