Marketplace Melodies

[Verse 1] Walk down the lanes lined with vibrant hues, Where traders from far bring news. Bakers, tanners, smiths in rows, A symphony of commerce, where everyone knows. [Chorus] In Automoss, where the shopfronts gleam, You'll find more wonders than you can dream. From jewelers with gems to bakers with pies, In every stall, a new surprise. [Verse 2] The tailor’s threads shimmer under the sun, Clothes spun from silk, second to none. The blacksmith's rhythm, a song of the forge, Metal and fire in a powerful gorge. [Verse 3] Apothecaries with jars so bright, Mixtures that glow with unearthly light. Bookbinders whisper, pages flutter, Tales of magic, softly uttered. [Chorus] Marketplace melodies, echo so clear, In Automoss, find treasures dear. Artisans craft with hands so skilled, In our market, dreams are fulfilled. [Verse 4] Candle makers dip wicks, wax flows, Illuminating nights with a soft, warm glow. The carpenter carves, wood grains tell, Each curve and cut, perfected well. [Verse 5] Visit the cobblers, shoes lined in rows, Leather so fine, it softly encloses. The milliner’s caps, feathers and bows, Fashion that captures the high and the lows. [Bridge] Yet beyond the bustling stalls and the crowded ways, A special nook draws the gaze. Follow the laughter, the stories, the cheer, To a shop where curiosities peer. [Verse 6] At Rainbow's End, the eclectic store, Owned by a dwarf with tales galore. Every shelf a new world, every corner a find, Goods that enthrall the heart and the mind. [Chorus] Come to Automoss, the heart of trade, Where colors bloom and never fade. From Rainbow’s End to each market space, Find joy and wonder in every place. [Outro] So linger here, take your time, Explore each shop, spend every dime. From bustling mornings to quiet, starlit nights, Automoss shines, a city of lights.