Sweeping Spell - Faun Fables

Even though it all messes up again

Keep on sweeping the grounds I tend (x2)

Clear the slate for something else

A little dance with the broom and myself (x2)

My broom and gravity make good friends

You can be sure I’ll sweep again

It’s good to start all over again

Even though there is always something more

Sweep the grounds from times I adore (x2)

Perfect way to end an occasion

Reflect on crumbs from situations (x2)

Tend the life taking place in the room

A simple thorough thing to do

The secret life of a broom

And the winds bring hardship and fear

Sweep out hauntings that are here (x2)

Cleaning the room, making it new

Clearing it off for a better view (x2)

My eye spots the dirt, and the broom draws it in

A melody of bristling begins (x4)