As you lie here and sleep,
I wonder if you find rest.
This burden that you carry
is too much for you to bear.
I wish that I could help you,
wish you could have peace.
It hurts my very soul
to see you in such pain.
I admire your courage,
the strength I see in you,
as you carry this Ring,
burdened by its power.
I remember the days in the Shire,
when you were happy and carefree.
But now your days hold such pain,
and thirst and weariness abound.
I will help you to the mountain,
see you rid of this burden that you bear.
I long for the days when you're free,
and can feel joy and peace again.