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