A hobbit autumn song, see more information about it on the Biscuity Burrow
Lyrics:
She walks alone through far distant woods
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
No sound beyond the gentle evening breeze
As the land slows down for winter slumber
Softly a raindrop falls to the ground
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
The drizzle mingles with her bittersweet tears
As the land slows down for winter slumber
In springtime she wore her bright bonny dress
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
Now naught but a distant dream of sadness and hurt
As the land slows down for winter slumber
Remember the dance on the white lilied field
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
Now petals withering with eventide grey
As the land slows down for winter slumber
Gentle his touches, tender his kiss
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
A promise broken as the darkness descends
As the land slows down for winter slumber
Give me your hand, you fairest of maids
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
He said when marrying her trusted best friend
And her heart cried out for winter slumber
She walks alone through far distant woods
Leaves golden on trees tall and umber
No sounds beyond the gentle evening breeze
As the land slows down for winter slumber
