A/N: Tolkien owns The Silmarillion and Michelle Branch owns "Goodbye to You". I own nothing. So there. :P
Finrod and Amarie
Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by
It was dark, so dark. What kind of nightmare had this become? The images kept replaying in my mind. The giant unlight that had swept towards the Trees. Morgoth stabbing them. Ungoliant draining them of their life. The unearthly screams that came from Laurelin and Teleprion as they were ruthlessly murdered echoed in my ears. The horror that ensued after Morgoth and Ungoliant had committed their unforgivable crime. Finrod had been one of the first to give chase to those vile villains. He kissed me quickly and told me to stay where I was. I did as he asked, but only through great restraint. If he was to die in this chase, then I wished to die with him. The time that passed till his return was the longest stretch of time in my life. When he came back, his face was drawn and tears streaked his face. Tears streaked all our faces. I held him close and we cried together. "They escaped. We failed Lirimaer."* Now he wishes to go. To leave this land to fight the Enemy who destroyed the Light of the World. And there is nothing I can do to stop him.
I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said,
Feanor's words have swayed me to leave this land. They are true in all ways. We should rule lands of our own. We need to go and destroy Morgoth. Yet a small part of me says to stay. The part that loves her. Was it only a few months ago that I asked her to marry me? So much has changed since that time. The Trees are gone. Rage runs through my people. Death has come to a land that is supposed to be deathless. And yet she tries to convince me to stay. Doesn't she say that she can be a queen in Middle-Earth? All the possibilities that await her, yet she rejects them for love of the Valar. The kindred of our foe. I go to speak to her one last time before I depart. Perhaps I can still convince her to come.
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
We meet in the same place that he asked me to marry him. Could it have been such a short time ago that that moment had occurred? It feels like an entire lifetime has passed. Now Aman is dark with only the stars to bring us light. "I will be leaving soon," he says. "I know." I do not try to stop my tears. We hold hands. His are so different now. They feel of only anger and madness. "I ask you one last time Amarie. Come with me." "I would only come with you Finrod if you were my husband." "We are betrothed! The only reason for a wedding is to completely formalize our bond. All technicalities aside, you are my wife," he exclaims. I nod my head. "Finrod, please stay. Death only awaits you in Middle-Earth. Don't go please," I beg. He wraps his arms around me and draws us together. I can see the tears upon his face. "I have to Amarie." "Then our separation is now, before we are even wedded." I hold him close willing him to stay. At some point our lips meet. It is the most bittersweet kiss we have ever shared. "Namarie Lirimaer." He leaves before I can say a word.
I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems that I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
She is staying. I would never force her to come. Why did any of this have to happen? My heart screams for me to go back. To stay with her. But my pride wins. I go.
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
I try to go to the stone bench to sit, but my legs fall from beneath me. I feel as though I will die. What is the point of living? I pound the ground with my fist as I cry. Each sob becomes louder. Finally I cry aloud, "I swear in the name of Iluvatar with Manwe and Varda as my witnesses that I shall neither love nor marry any edhel, but Finrod son of Finarfin!" An oath made in hope that one day my love will return.
And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
I have built a realm in this land that surpasses any made in Aman. If only Amarie could see it. If she were here she would my queen. Her beauty would make this place the most wondrous in all the world. There is not a day that goes by when I don't think of her. I still wear my betrothal ring. Does she still wear hers? Or has she found another to love? Has she married and had children? Does she even think of me? All these questions haunt me. How I regret the day I let pride win over love! I have sworn that nothing in my realm will endure for a son to inherit.** This is for Amarie. I will love none but her. Oh Amarie! Forgive my many follies!
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
So many years have passed. Many have tried to take my hand as wife, but I hold true to my oath. There is little that is not known of in Aman of what has taken place in Middle-Earth. Finrod has built a kingdom and has become great. But he has sworn an oath as well. An oath that no son shall have what he has. Could this be a sign that he hopes that one day his exile will end? I pray that it is. Until than I will endure and wait for the day when we will be together again.
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
*Lovely One
**pg.130 The Silmarillion "Of the Noldor in Beleriand": "...Nor shall anything of my realm endure that a son should inherit" -Finrod
Finrod and Amarie
Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by
It was dark, so dark. What kind of nightmare had this become? The images kept replaying in my mind. The giant unlight that had swept towards the Trees. Morgoth stabbing them. Ungoliant draining them of their life. The unearthly screams that came from Laurelin and Teleprion as they were ruthlessly murdered echoed in my ears. The horror that ensued after Morgoth and Ungoliant had committed their unforgivable crime. Finrod had been one of the first to give chase to those vile villains. He kissed me quickly and told me to stay where I was. I did as he asked, but only through great restraint. If he was to die in this chase, then I wished to die with him. The time that passed till his return was the longest stretch of time in my life. When he came back, his face was drawn and tears streaked his face. Tears streaked all our faces. I held him close and we cried together. "They escaped. We failed Lirimaer."* Now he wishes to go. To leave this land to fight the Enemy who destroyed the Light of the World. And there is nothing I can do to stop him.
I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said,
Feanor's words have swayed me to leave this land. They are true in all ways. We should rule lands of our own. We need to go and destroy Morgoth. Yet a small part of me says to stay. The part that loves her. Was it only a few months ago that I asked her to marry me? So much has changed since that time. The Trees are gone. Rage runs through my people. Death has come to a land that is supposed to be deathless. And yet she tries to convince me to stay. Doesn't she say that she can be a queen in Middle-Earth? All the possibilities that await her, yet she rejects them for love of the Valar. The kindred of our foe. I go to speak to her one last time before I depart. Perhaps I can still convince her to come.
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
We meet in the same place that he asked me to marry him. Could it have been such a short time ago that that moment had occurred? It feels like an entire lifetime has passed. Now Aman is dark with only the stars to bring us light. "I will be leaving soon," he says. "I know." I do not try to stop my tears. We hold hands. His are so different now. They feel of only anger and madness. "I ask you one last time Amarie. Come with me." "I would only come with you Finrod if you were my husband." "We are betrothed! The only reason for a wedding is to completely formalize our bond. All technicalities aside, you are my wife," he exclaims. I nod my head. "Finrod, please stay. Death only awaits you in Middle-Earth. Don't go please," I beg. He wraps his arms around me and draws us together. I can see the tears upon his face. "I have to Amarie." "Then our separation is now, before we are even wedded." I hold him close willing him to stay. At some point our lips meet. It is the most bittersweet kiss we have ever shared. "Namarie Lirimaer." He leaves before I can say a word.
I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems that I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
She is staying. I would never force her to come. Why did any of this have to happen? My heart screams for me to go back. To stay with her. But my pride wins. I go.
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
I try to go to the stone bench to sit, but my legs fall from beneath me. I feel as though I will die. What is the point of living? I pound the ground with my fist as I cry. Each sob becomes louder. Finally I cry aloud, "I swear in the name of Iluvatar with Manwe and Varda as my witnesses that I shall neither love nor marry any edhel, but Finrod son of Finarfin!" An oath made in hope that one day my love will return.
And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
I have built a realm in this land that surpasses any made in Aman. If only Amarie could see it. If she were here she would my queen. Her beauty would make this place the most wondrous in all the world. There is not a day that goes by when I don't think of her. I still wear my betrothal ring. Does she still wear hers? Or has she found another to love? Has she married and had children? Does she even think of me? All these questions haunt me. How I regret the day I let pride win over love! I have sworn that nothing in my realm will endure for a son to inherit.** This is for Amarie. I will love none but her. Oh Amarie! Forgive my many follies!
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
So many years have passed. Many have tried to take my hand as wife, but I hold true to my oath. There is little that is not known of in Aman of what has taken place in Middle-Earth. Finrod has built a kingdom and has become great. But he has sworn an oath as well. An oath that no son shall have what he has. Could this be a sign that he hopes that one day his exile will end? I pray that it is. Until than I will endure and wait for the day when we will be together again.
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
*Lovely One
**pg.130 The Silmarillion "Of the Noldor in Beleriand": "...Nor shall anything of my realm endure that a son should inherit" -Finrod