Mystical Dream - A Young Aragorn Dreams of the War of the Ring

Tears are falling as hard as the rain.
Voices are calling, calling my name.
Far away, long ago.
What is happening? I don't know.

Feet are running, running away.
The sun is dawning, lighting the day.
Far away, long ago.
What is happening? Time will show.

Hearts are breaking, breaking apart.
Lovers are weeping, they must part.
Far away, long ago.
What will become of them? I don't know.

Arise good sun! Bring with you the morn!
Open my eyes, let me be reborn.
Far away, long ago,
I've dreamed this before, this much I know.

What it foretells, I cannot imagine.
Why it comes to me, I cannot fathom.
But somewhere out there, far away,
Darkness will try to end the day.

I hope that someone will bring it back
I hope that someone will fight the dark.
I hope someone will have the courage I lack
to fight the land where the shadows are.

Sleep good sun, for it is night,
the world is bathed in pure moonlight.
Back to the strange dream, I must go.
Perhaps tonight its meaning will be shown.

Tears are falling, hard as the rain.
Voices are calling, calling my name.
I see in the distance, mithril gates
In front of them, my people wait.

Feet are running, running away.
The sun is dawning, lighting the day.
Rohan has won a battle tonight.
Ten thousand orcs are taking flight.

Hearts are breaking, breaking apart.
Lovers are weeping, they must part.
I see the light of the Eavenstar,
I see my own face from afar.

Arise good sun! Bring with you the morn!
Open my eyes, let me be reborn.
Far away, long ago.
The dream is over, its meaning known.

I know I must bring the day back.
I must find the courage I lack.
For tears will fall, hard as the rain.
And voices will call, call my name.


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