Lio takes a deep breath. He is nervous, but as he thinks of the verses, a soft smile appears as he sings.  
Leah and Clark are the friends I have loved,
Long, Long ago, Long, along ago.
There was no cave we three would not have roved,
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago.
One was real careful, and one was so sly,
There were no secrets that we couldn’t pry,
They were the wind that would help my soul fly,
Long, Long ago, Long ago.

Gemstones and Flowers, we gathered for home,
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago,
Galenigare’s meadows, we would roam,
Long, Long ago, Long ago.
Sweetheart, O’ Dear Heart, won’t you sit with me?
Hear the friends whom that have shaped me to be,
The person that stands here now, before thee,
Long, Long ago, Long ago.

There was a squirrel with hair of fire,
Long, Long ago, Long along ago.
Whose company one could never tire,
Long, Long ago, Long Long ago.
Oh Nilly, oh Nilly, she was ever so keen,
A rodent more joyous then you've even seen,
Chasing life and always pursuing her dreams,
Long, Long ago, Long ago.

In the mountains I'd await her each year,
Long, Long ago, Long Long ago.
Waiting for the rumble of wagons I would hear,
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago.
Nilly, Oh Nilly, tell me more stories of other lands,
Of the forests and the warm desert sands,
And sights that I hope to see for myself firsthand,
Long, Long ago, Long ago.

Let me tell you a tale most dear to me,
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago
That of a great spirit bound to a tree
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago
His name was lost to the sands of time
And angered he was trapped and confined
But I still made him a good friend of mine
Long, Long ago, long ago

Many were the days we shared together
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago
Our bonded minds content in our leisure
Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago
Through him I was granted a great power
To see the coming of the future hour
Lessons of the past shall guide our future
Long, Long ago, long ago

* A tear welling up in his eye, Isaac just barely hears Tsoki as he starts to sing*   Oh Mother, Dear Mother, I just had to leave, Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago. Dear Father had passed and surely I grieved, Long, Long ago, Long Long ago. I leave you and Brother for a tale all my own, I'll walk my own path, and do so alone, And when I am done, I'll hope to come home, Long, Long ago, Long ago.   Dear Father, Proud Father, there's a weight on my heart, Long, Long ago, Long Long ago. For days I've felt lost since you did depart, Long, Long ago, Long, Long ago. I'll take up your gun and the knowledge you shared, I shall travel these lands, ready and prepared To learn of these towns and the people so fair, Long, Long ago, Long ago.

A trio of Crickets, each in patch-worked leather jackets, chirp above the swaying melody:  

Adrift on the sea home-bound we three
Long, Long Ago, Long, Long Ago
Scattered we found shreds of weak memory
Long, Long Ago, Long, Long Ago
Then dreadful torrents beared down all around
Howling winds weaved a whistling sound
New lives await as a worldly refugee
Long, Long Ago, Long Ago

Quet had clearly been lost in the ambiance, writing and humming to themself a bit as they filled in the sheet of music. As the noise increased in the room, Quet softly spoke to himself the lyrics that had been lingering at the edge of their thoughts ever since his talk with Maestra Ceylon. They were rough, incomplete, and said so quietly no one else could hear, but he figured this was the start that the siren had been looking for. The words snuck their way into the cadence of the written music, not so much notes or lyrics, as a tempo or a brief ominous under-beat with an optimistic upturn at the end.  

There once was a man who let fear rule his heart
Long, long ago, Long, long ago
Stole childe from father, tore fam'ly apart
Long, long ago, Long, long ago
And so from a'nother he pilfered their life
Held hostage that childe and cause them great strife
His Fear twist' to Paranoia, a spell like a knife
Long, long ago, Long ago

Struck down, he was vanquished, that great enemy
Long, long ago, Long, long ago
Yet still there did linger his dark legacy
Long, long ago, Long, long ago
An innocent buried, fought hard to be free
The past was then locked out without any key
And so they created their own destiny
Long, long ago, Long ago

Ceylon releases the full flirl of her feathered bustle, revealing her most precious gems and crystals. Tena, across the Diving Belle eyes her knowingly and begins to glow a radiant green while she walks around adding green drops of pure syncing energy into willing participants drinks:  

Fortune and Fame were mine to claim
Long, Long Ago, Long, Long Ago
Kingdoms be mine if I just take a name
Long, Long Ago, Long, Long Ago
Would I sing my tune as proud and as true
If our marriage had gone all the way through
Lucky for you I’m not easy to tame
Long, Long Ago, Long Ago