F10. The Last Road from Mirkwood

[Verse 1] Through twisted oak and ancient vine I've woven tales of yours and mine Each story that I shared with you Has found a home here, wild and true The wolfpack rides beneath the moon While tavern songs drift through the gloom And somewhere in the waters deep The tales I've told now softly sleep [Pre-chorus 1] All these years of wandering ways Have left their mark in endless plays The forest holds each melody That you and I were meant to be [Chorus] These woods will sing my stories now Every branch knows when and how The magic lives in bark and bone The songs I gave, the seeds I've sown Let nature's voice carry them on Long after I am gone [Verse 2] The antlered king still holds his court Where lily pads and time consort A jester's bells ring sweet and clear Through memories of another year The witches dance on autumn air While trolls beneath the bridges stare And every path I've ever known Has grown into this world of stone [Pre-chorus 2] The twilight paints a fading scene Of everything we've ever been The forest breathes each word I wrote And sends them sailing, note by note [Bridge] (The stories rise, the stories fall) The Heart beats deep and calls them all (The stories dance, the stories fly) As sunset paints the crimson sky [Solo] [Celtic flute and strings interweaving the main melody] [Chorus] These woods will sing my stories now Every branch knows when and how The magic lives in bark and bone The songs I gave, the seeds I've sown Let nature's voice carry them on Long after I am gone