Somehow (Based on a passage from the Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien.)

The beauty, the peace,

*Oh, but the frailty, that has increased,*

There's fear in the light,

*The sparse waning of courage continues to fight,*

Still I will go,

*To the Moon, and I love him, whether or no,*

Depths of black thought,

*In his poor tired mind where his vain hope was caught,*

Hope that's so new,

*And it sometimes shines through,*

*Somehow,*

*It sometimes shines through,*

Darkness so close,

*That he worries and tarries, forgets, and he goes,*

Light shining there,

*It's faintly within and a soft Elven-fair,*

*But it sometimes shines through,*

*Somehow,*

*It somehow shines through.*