The sweetness of the shire seems so far away
Oh how I long for those beautiful days
When my master was young, 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 and in 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
