The warm sun rises on the lush green trees
With no surprises here to make me late for tea
I don't like things that are strange
Cause comfort doesn't come from change
save your adventures for the the sneaks and the thieves
for I assure you I am meek and none of these
find someone to take my place
and I will live life at my pace
“oh, oh bilbo”
the grey wizard said with a smile,
do you truly wish to live a life so plain and simple
when in another man's shoes you haven't walked a mile.
there is a fire in the hearts of all
beyond the shire you may soon feel tall
there's more to you than they will guess
time will put you to the test
we may not meet before the end
for there's trouble in the south my friends
what is complaining when it's only raining
what is cold and what tired?
When you have enough gold to retire?
What are scars from beasts ‘n’ crooks
when you're a hero in the history books
you must carry on
even when you can’t sing your song
and when the nights feel ever longer
it is up to you to be strong
through riddles and games
you hear the mountains call your name
clarity atop the trees
you recall a life once lived with ease
neither your sword nor ring
alone can claim your beckoning
back to a world so grand
you found when you dismissed your plans
you have fought your foes and found your friends
you have made it there and back again
