West of the Moon

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Samwise makes his choice...
Category: Drama
Date: 2003-10-14


But even as hope died in Sam, or seemed to die, it was turned to a new strength. Sam's plain hobbit-face grew stern, almost grim, as the will hardened in him, and he felt through all his limbs a thrill, as if he was turning into some creature of stone and steel that neither despair nor weariness nor endless barren miles could subdue.

JRR Tolkien: from The Lord of the Rings - "Mount Doom"

I cannot keep away the shadow
That draws near you even in sleep
I cannot slow the rising of despair
That clutches your heart
That makes you weep

Little comfort can I give to you
In this harsh and unforgiving land
Little solace lies within the dark
I hold you close
I grasp your hand

You travel on this weary path
Alone, and still alone
'Mid fires of relentless wrath
Thoughts like chiseled bone
You struggle to complete your task
Alone, and still alone.

Yet I hold to my promise.
I remember my vow
Made a lifetime ago
In times clearer than now
I swore I'd not leave you
I swore to hold true
Let the darkness try to take you
I will stay, I will stay with you?

Nothing can keep away the shadow
That laps ever nearer to your soul
Nothing can stem the tide of despair
Your eyes grow dim
Your hands grow cold

No comfort can I find for you
As relentless shadow falls
No solace for your ravaged soul
You turn away
You evade my call

You shun my touch and gentle words
Alone and still alone
You listen to a voice unheard
Silent whispers, haunting moan
You toil onward, undeterred
Alone, and still alone.

Alone you walk on
Yet I'll follow you there
Through fire and shadow
Through fear and despair
Though your soul turn to dust
Your heart turn to stone
Though darkness try to take you
You are never alone.
You are never alone
You are never alone?



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