On the Edge of Midnight (Frodo's lament at Bree)

- DandyBaggins

On the edge of Midnight
out the window I stare
what I'm hoping to see
is no movement there.

The dark ones have come
in the still of the night
alone in the shadows
I am awake with fright

But I will stand vigil
alone with my fear
I watch and I wait
for I sense they are near

The young ones they sleep
little do they know
what terror may creep
what sorrow may grow

It is some comfort
that they feel safe, you see
the dark servants are coming
how I wish, alas,
it wasn't for me...