The End of all things

The sweetness of the shire seem so far away Oh how I long for those beautiful days When my master was young and strong and fair And sweetness of flowers hung in the air

Here we are at the end of all things We've journeyed so far to dispose of this ring I do not know what else is in store Tho' I long to see him whole once more

And So I've decided that this is the end I'll lay here silent, with my arms cradle my friend His maimed and wounded hand lies upon my breast Knowing in my heart that we have done our best

So I'll close my eyes and follow him once more I feel my spirit lifting, reaching for distant shores One more journey to accomplish at the end I love you my Master, my Brother, my Friend