White Shores, Weary Souls
By Otakuprincess

Long ago, someone once said
That everything in life is made by choice
And fate
Is but a bygone excuse for failure

But now I think that fate, perhaps, is real
For I have long forseen
That one of our number
Was to never return from the journey

Pip doesn't understand
He stares ahead with innocence in his eyes
I can't bear to tell him
You're never coming home

So much pain in so few words
Most of al for sam
Who has followed you into Hell
But has not returned unscathed

Into the undying lands
I bid you farewell
Knowing that we
Will not meet again

For I am destined to wait
On a new king
Till death takes me
And I am buried in his halls

Pippin doesn't understand
The darkness in your heart
But I can see the longing in your eyes
For white shores

Farewell, dear friend
You are destined for quiet nights
No more journeys
For a weary soul