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The Feelingsmith
Lyrics
In a village where the old trees sigh,
Beneath an amber autumn sky,
Beneath an amber autumn sky,
A young man came with trembling hands,
Seeking answers love demands.
Seeking answers love demands.
He asked me, “Can you measure this?
The way her heart might lean to kiss
The way her heart might lean to kiss
My hopes, my dreams, my silent plea—
Does Clara’s love reach out to me?”
Does Clara’s love reach out to me?”
I don’t measure love in lines or weight,
Not in numbers, not in fate.
Not in numbers, not in fate.
But in how her eyes hold morning light,
In how she greets the world with grace and might.
In how she greets the world with grace and might.
I measure kindness in the bread she bakes,
In every laugh the village takes.
In every laugh the village takes.
And if your heart is true and slow—
Her love may bloom where quiet feelings grow.
Her love may bloom where quiet feelings grow.
We watched her knead the rising dough,
Her gentle hands, her quiet glow.
Her gentle hands, her quiet glow.
She gave a loaf to every child,
With warmth that couldn’t be defiled.
With warmth that couldn’t be defiled.
I asked him, “Do you see her soul?
Not just the part you long to hold?”
Not just the part you long to hold?”
He frowned, unsure, but stayed to learn—
For love’s not claimed, it’s gently earned.
For love’s not claimed, it’s gently earned.
I don’t measure love in lines or weight,
Not in numbers, not in fate.
Not in numbers, not in fate.
But in how her hands shape hope anew,
In every word she speaks so true.
In every word she speaks so true.
I measure courage in her daily grace,
In how she lights the darkest place.
In how she lights the darkest place.
And if your heart is soft and clear—
Her love may find you, standing near.
Her love may find you, standing near.
So I wrote no numbers in my book,
Just sketches of the way she’d look
Just sketches of the way she’d look
When kindness passed from hand to hand—
That’s where true love makes its stand.
That’s where true love makes its stand.
For love’s not measured, lad, you see—
It’s given freely, patiently.
It’s given freely, patiently.
Not in inches, not in gold,
But in stories quietly told.
But in stories quietly told.
So show your care in bread and time,
In silence shared, in rhythm, rhyme.
In silence shared, in rhythm, rhyme.
And if your soul meets hers in truth—
You’ll need no compass, lad… just proof
You’ll need no compass, lad… just proof
That love, when real, will always show…
In how she lets her quiet feelings flow.
In how she lets her quiet feelings flow.
Songs
1
The Finisher
2
The Feelingsmith
3
The Soul Reaper: A Story of Friendship and Balance
4
Delimencia: The City Between Two Worlds
5
LightEater: A Tale of Mystery and Light
6
The Demon and the Lost Spoon
7
The Lost Jaguar Adventure
8
The Blue Coin
9
The Mischievous Gravity: A Magical Adventure in the Park
10
The Story of Clayby
11
The Spirit Tamer
12
458, the Robot with a Heart
13
Lluc’s Adventure and the Almond Dragon
14
Luna's Secret Workshop, the Star Inventor
15
The Adventures of the Mischievous Keys
16
Willie and the Enchanted Forest: A Magical Adventure
17
Rickyteen, the Caveman Stone Counter
18
The Adventure of the Star Cookie and the Avogadro Enigma
19
The 22,000
20
The Secret of the Ancient Clock
21
Find My That: Lía’s Adventure in Rainbow
22
The Misstep of the Magician
23
The Shadow Experiment in the Darkness
24
The Wandering Star
25
The Adventures of Sun and Shadow