Hobbits get lost when them engulf themselves in dark and misty thoughts. Luckily, there are songs ter cheer yer up if that happens!
Best sung to Small Hours by them Pogues fellers. Written back in the late summer of 2011, it has always been a personal favourite. Based on them lovely green fields outside Brockenborings, which can be seductively dangerous at the best of times, when the mist lays down and wild animals prowl. Just remember ter keep good care of yer friends and yer should be safe!
Fields of Green
A veil of mist lies on the fields Imagine all that it conceals You peer into the foggy night But nothing ever comes to sight Out yonder where the fields are green
Your lantern gives the palest light Wrestling with the dark of night You're all alone here in the world Lost inside a misty twirl Out yonder where the fields are green
You hear a rustling noise out there The sound of breathing in the air There could be wolves out on the prowl Although you cannot hear them growl Out yonder where the fields are green
A merry greeting reaches you The faintest light comes shining through A warm embrace makes you defrost Together with the friends you'd lost Out yonder where the fields are green
Mist gives way to light Sunny rays so bright Deep blue sky serene On the fields of green
And when you go on You are not alone Danger can't be seen On the fields of green