'Neath these leaves of gold

You walk upon the winter

Under branches silver

Reach unto the sky



And though time may gather 'round us

we are young

never touch you while among us

May your sorrow flee you

here be all

be one



Yet he walks a distant land

his mind beyond our reaching

far beneath the mountains cold

we shall never tread

He is lost to us

weary beyond all knowing

and needed now his wisdom

for the trials ahead



'Mid the boughs of Lorien

Sorrow walks today

'Neath the mallorns come to shed

the weariness away



In this place enchanted

lay you down to dream him

Let the singing river

wash away your tears



There's no fear among us

Yet the clouds may gather

We are lords of light

amid this fading age

Yet he walks a distant land

his mind beyond our reaching

far beneath the mountains cold

we shall never tread

He is lost to us

weary beyond all knowing

and needed now his wisdom

for the trials ahead



'Mid the boughs of Lorien

Sorrow walks today

'Neath the mallorns come to shed

the weariness away