The Fellowship of the Ring

The Fellowship of the Ring, companions join together to sing.

To sing in times of glory; to sing in times of loss, to sing for what matters and all the costs.

Frail Frodo gains his strength, hesitantly leading the way.

Around the corner, around the bend, wandering around to reach the end.

Not lost but determined.

Not ready but weary.

One Ring to destroy, all the fighters to deploy.

With Sam, Pippin, and Merry too.

True friends always come through.

When times are hard and the air is cold, you can bet they will continue marching on.

Be it the giants, orks, or Caradhras; nothing will stop the true friendship.

But alas in due time the fellowship will fall but everyone keeps holding on.

Holding on to desperation and hope, to wade through the dimming world.