The Hamlet Bradle Vedra, Which No One Knows and No One Goes To

another small song project while i work on a bigger one that im quite happy with :)
a small folk song i wrote about some people
singer-songwriter-y acappella stuff
composed and performed by me
hope you enjoy
lyrics:
tucked away in the mountains
between the nooks and crannies
sits a quiet empty hamlet
by the name of bradle vedra
no one knows who built it up
and no one dares to go there
and there's nothing but the flowers
that stay in bradle vedra
and oh, there must be legends
sitting in a tower
of how beautiful it must have been
when someone seemed to care
of sweet croissants and chicken stew
and little toys for kids that grew
right there in that hamlet
and who used to breathe its air
but now it sits abandoned
with echoes howling 'round the walls
of houses where the doors are gone
long rotted away
some days a shepard may pass by
but they'll just keep on walkin'
past that sad and empty hamlet
by the name of bradle vedra