Quinn's Prairie

[Verse] On the fields of Demacia, where the golden wheat waves, Quinn roams the meadows, these lands she calls brave. With Va-lor by her shoulder, her eagle so free, Together they wander, just her and the breeze. [Verse 2] At dawn she rises, with a heart pure and strong, Her hands on the reins, where she feels she belongs. With a low, soft whisper, she shares all her dreams, In the quiet of morning, life's better than it seems. [Chorus] Oh, Quinn and Va-lor, on the fields of gold, Stories untold, in this haven they hold. With the violin's call, and a voice low and true, In the heart of Demacia, pure skies so blue. [Verse 3] In battles long past, her courage was known, No sword could surpass her, her legend has grown. But now on the pasture, she finds her own peace, In simple, sweet moments where troubles all cease. [Bridge] There's a song of the land, with each violin's string, A tale of endurance, of the joy life can bring. Quinn hears the melody, in each gentle pluck, Reminders of battles, where life’s spirits struck. [Chorus] Oh, Quinn and Va-lor, on the fields of gold, Stories untold, in this haven they hold. With the violin's call, and a voice low and true, In the heart of Demacia, pure skies so blue.