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I, lost, and all alone
I dream, dream of being free
Free, amongst the meadows
I’ll bite the hand that never feeds
Full of deceit and endless greed
I’ll rid myself, this misery
And this bastard man of Bree!
Pained
Suffering
Starving
Alone
Free, but weak and afraid
Blind of what tomorrow will bring
I, accepted and found
I, take one step
And leave this village behind
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To Be Free (Bill)
05:54
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Running through grass
Hopeful and free
Bill!
Flowers bloom
Clouds float by
Bill!
As I keep on striding
The memories that haunt me
Slowly fade
With every tree I pass
I finally realize
What it means to be free
Sunlight on my face
Giving me a name
Bill!
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A Gardener
04:05
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As the rolling fire dances
I sit and wonder what peril lies ahead
A gardener,
with a beast saved from Bree
Arise from your quiet fields
And shake the towers of the great
Revived,
A lone pony stands
Waiting not for his master
But for his brother
His watcher
His comrade
His friend
A gardener,
with a beast saved from Bree
Arise from your quiet fields
And shake the towers of the great
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Go, be free
The road ahead
Is dark, and steep
Go, with words
Of guard and guiding
I’m so sorry
My beast of burden
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The Road to Bree
04:33
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Lost, and all alone again
Why must everything good come to an end?
Back to Bree I go, to hope and wait
For everything to return
Back to how it was once before
With every blade of grass
I leave behind my past
And choose to not let it define me,
Confine me
I will go on
On to Bree I go
With my eyes closed,
Chin raised high,
Mane blowing in the wind
I find the strength to carry on
I choose to carry on
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We Were Born to Suffer
03:48
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We were born to suffer
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Horsethieving
04:26
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Bare, and grim, the suffering
Homes, burned down, and smoldering
Outlawed, forbidden, torn
Awake! Awake! Fear, fire! Awake! Awake! Fire, foes!
If we all get angry together something might be done
With a swift kick of a hoof, struck down, a tyrant no more
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A Final Parting
04:36
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Come now, ride with me
Filled with sorrow
Yet shining like the stars
All is ready, now go!
Not all tears are evil
Set sail into the western sea
May the stars of Arda, forever be
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Lammoth Asheville, North Carolina
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All Instruments - Robert Sanford
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