Mosscloak Monk

A song for my new D&D character, he is Lawful Good and just a nice guy He lives where the pine roots twist In a hut made of bark and prayer Dice in a hemp sack, beads on wrist Tea on the stove, bare feet in the air He rolls through dusk by candle snuff A monk with a map full of paw prints Says, “I’ve had enough of hiding out There’s folks in the vale need a hand lift” So he packs up sage and rope A broken staff and a grin Tells the trees, “I’m coming back When the little good deeds win” Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on He walks that road for you Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on Bringing the mercy through He found a baker with a burned-down shop And split his bread by the river stones Found a kid with a shook-up heart Sat him down, taught him how to breathe slow He knows one spell for a heavy chest One for the tears you can’t explain He says, “The world gets mean in packs So we answer back with rain” So he packs up sage and rope A broken staff and a grin Tells the trees, “I’m coming back When the little good deeds win” Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on He walks that road for you Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on Bringing the mercy through At night he sits by the creekbank Counting constellations in the foam Says, “I left that hollow on purpose But I never left it alone” Then he hears the lanterns calling From the mill road, from the hill He bows to the moon in the branches And keeps on, keeps on still Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on He walks that road for you Mosscloak monk, come on Mosscloak monk, come on Bringing the mercy through