[Verse 1] Level seventy-three A library beyond reason Shelves above Shelves below Shelves crossing other shelves Books connected to other books Which were connected To additional books Pebble greeted a wall The wall was made of books This complicated things
[Pre-Chorus] At the center One desk One chair One keeper Very old Ancient even The keeper looked up Smiled And pointed at all six
[Spoken] [Keeper:] Welcome travelers. I am the keeper. When a book is lost The shelf remembers. When a shelf is lost The dust remembers. When the dust is lost— [Rumble:] We need information. [Keeper:] Excellent. Have you met the keeper?
[Chorus] Documented his story Hidden somewhere in the stacks Documented his story The war before the maps Every answer written down Every record somewhere here Documented his story If only we could find it
[Verse 2] Fable began explaining The mission The old war The council The missing records The forgotten history The keeper listened carefully Nodded Considered everything For almost three minutes
[Spoken] [Keeper:] Remarkable. My name is Keeper. Have we met?
Long silence.
[Echo:] We did.
[Keeper:] Excellent. Would you like to?
[Pre-Chorus 2] Glimmer released a nervous flash Half the books reflected it Now the library was brighter Nobody requested this
[Chorus] Documented his story Somewhere in the endless shelves Documented his story Buried under everything else Every answer written down Every record somewhere here Documented his story If only we could find it
[Verse 3] Drift arrived at the desk Several minutes late The conversation had moved on Then moved back Then restarted The keeper greeted him Immediately
[Spoken] [Keeper:] Hello. I am the keeper.
[Drift:] I know.
[Keeper:] Wonderful. Have you met me?
[Drift:] Technically yes.
[Keeper:] Excellent.
Drift accepted this. This wasn’t the strangest thing today.
[Bridge] Pebble had been asking books For directions Quietly Politely Most books did not answer One did Very briefly Then fell asleep again Rumble accidentally shifted Three shelves Not much Just enough A hidden section appeared The crew froze The keeper froze Even the library seemed interested
[Pre-Chorus 3] A single title Covered in dust Old Very old Older than most levels Older than most records Fable reached for it The keeper suddenly stood
[Spoken] [Keeper:] Wait.
Everyone stopped.
[Keeper:] The story you seek Was written by someone Who survived it.
[Echo:] The old war?
[Keeper:] Maybe.
[Fable:] Maybe?
[Keeper:] I forgot.
[Final Chorus] Documented his story Someone wrote what happened there Documented his story Someone carried truth this far Every answer written down Waiting in the endless shelves Documented his story We’re getting closer now
[Outro] The book remained closed. The crew remained interested. The keeper remained confused.
[Keeper:] Welcome travelers. I am the keeper.
[Glimmer:] Not again.
[Keeper:] When a book is lost—
[Fable:] —the shelf remembers.
[Keeper:] You know this one.
[Fable:] You have told us six times.
[Keeper:] Excellent. Then we are making progress.
Long silence. The crew looked at the book. The keeper looked at the crew. The library waited.
[Keeper:] Would you like to know What happened in the old war?
The crew stepped forward.