Lyrics

Golberry brings her smile, news is carried by the dove Turn to the sundial, and call the rhyme It is the time for love Ents in your leaves of fall, Treebeard whistle us a tune "Hoom, Hoom, Hoom, Did you call?" Won't you come tonight, we are inviting you. Hear the drum fife and bell There's a concert at Rivendell As the Piper dances all around you Sing to the sound - the lost is found Drift in the conversation Laugh by the light of Durin's Day And join the celebration Here in the grand event, Looking forward to the day There is the Moon Man floating ever on The tip of dawn away There's a song for the ride There's a bridge to the other side Behold all that you remember Then one day - you turn to say The words of an invitation Shining star you've come so far Join the celebration In your dreams you can be the simplifier Come with me and I'll take you to the Shire All we need are more children of the fantasy And in the end we will polish off the 'pipeweed' And if the elves are near, pass around a cup of 'brew' Laugh as their heads appear from behind a nook To get a look at you . . . Let the word be sung Come and join the celebration. . .
Writer(s): Gene Fields, Paul Henry, Richard Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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