Uncle Andrew Ketterley (Narnia Song)

Song: Uncle Andrew Ketterley
Music, Lyric & Voices: Ai

[Chorus]
I am a scholar, I am an adept,
A man of wisdom whose secrets are kept.
From common pleasures I am cut loose,
My noble destiny makes no excuse.

My aunt, my nephew, they're merely pawns,
To cross the boundaries of far-off dawns.
Selfishly I though my life was cruel,
It took a Lion to show that I'm a fool.

[Verse1]
I have the power, the rings of gold,
To send a subject to tales untold.
A yellow flicker, a girl is gone,
To a world I'll conquer before too long.

"A general doesn't fight as a soldier,"
I boasted to Digory, feeling bolder.
For what is a girl's fate or a boy's despair,
When a kingdom beckons and riches to spare?

[Verse2]
But power's hunger breeds a fearsome sight,
The Witch of Charn, robed in wicked light.
She cowers me with a simple stare,
And proves my magic is empty air.

She shames my rings, my petty art,
With icy malice from her heart.
My lonely destiny isn't a crown,
But a small man's fear of being put down.

[Verse3]
Then sound, then song, a new world's birth,
The Lion's voice creating Earth.
But I, with evil in my mind,
Can only hear a growling wind.

The beasts then capture me, an awful fool,
And call me "Brandy," for they are cruel.
Held in a cage, a pet for them to see,
My high and lonely fate ends here for me.

[Verse4]
Aslan's breath, a different kind of spell,
Makes me forget my recent hell.
No magic now, no rings, no schemes,
Just quiet days and selfish dreams.

But still I whisper, to any guest I meet,
Of a "dem fine woman" and a past so sweet.
A coward's boast, a humbled, old man's lie,
A fading whisper, as the years go by.