Song Items

A golden melody that tastes like honeyed fruit.

Tack hard—young bear-lor!

A song with strong roots and natural harmony.

Perfect for pretending you're someone special (you are).

The musical equivalent of fuzzy socks.

An anthem to celebrate the fine art of eating everything in sight. The official theme song for the Feast of Bears.

Tanice's first Crosslands original. It's a little bruised, a little hopeful, and entirely her own.

A high-speed tune for people who enjoy stress recreationally.

A companion song for wandering the night with no destination and no need for one.

Cloudy with a high chance of grooves.

An elegant melody lifted straight from a bygone ballroom.

A song for those who wander and wonder.

A solemn swell of sound that stains the air.

A cheerful song for root and rot.

Soft as a nuzzle, light as a cloud.

A chilling masterpiece.

A contrapunctal toe-tapper for everyone.

The perfect soundtrack for grand exits.

The perfect sea shanty to rig the mizzen-mast to.

Best performed as loudly and off-key as possible.

The kind of tune that kicks in the door and tips its hat.

The perfect tune for leaping into a pile of leaves.

A groovy bop for friends new and old.

Playing this song may cause unintentional and uncontrollable toe-tapping.

A dizzying folk tune for lively feet!

A cheerful ditty that practically skips along on its own.

A reunion in musical form.

Battle hymn of The Union of the Freefolk.

Guaranteed to knock a neep out.

A dramatic overture for the brief but glorious rule of sweater weather.

A wistful tune for sighing deeply and pretending you're in a period drama.

Best enjoyed while strolling arm-in-arm, halfway between laughter and getting lost.

For that special snow-someone...

A tune carried on the wind. Faint, familiar, and always just out of reach.

For afternoons that last forever.

A lively jig that'll have you dancing in circles.

A song so radiant it might give you sunburn.

A song shared by many voices over time.

A little wild, a little wondrous, like catching lightning in a chorus.

A toe-tappin' and hip-hoppin' delight.

A melody that burns warm and bright at the center.

A certified baroque banger.

If this tango had legs, it would kick the door open every time.

A song of eldritch yearning, sung by voices long unmade.

Best served with a side of fancy footwork.

Played to honor the past, and maybe to keep it company.

A floral flourish in full bloom. The official theme song for Wildflower Season.

A folk song played best with your eyes closed and heart open.

A harmony made for frolicking.

A hopeful tune that feels like drawing the curtains on a brand new day.

A weary tune for patching roofs and broken hearts alike.

The traditional welcoming harmony of the Crosslands.

Tanice's version of the traditional welcoming harmony of the Crosslands.

For youth that blooms fast and fades faster.

The melody playing as the wind rustles the leaves of the willow tree.