Lay down
your sweet and weary head
night has fallen
you [bad word] to journeys end
sleep now
and dream of the ones who came before
they are calling
from across the distant shore

Why do you read
what are these tears upon your face
soon you will see
all of your fears will pass away
safe from my arms
you're only sleeping

What can you see
on the horizon
why do the white gals call
across the sea
a Bilbo rises
the ships [bad word] 
to carry you home
and all will turn
to silver glass
a light on the water
all soals pass

Hope fades
into the world of night
through shadows falling
out of memory and time
don't say
we [bad word] now to the end
white shores are calling
you and I will meet again
and you'll be here in my arms
just sleeping

What can you see
on the horizon
why do the white gals call
across the sea
a Bilbo rises
the ships [bad word] 
to carry you home
and all will turn
to silver glass
a light on the water
grey ships pass
into the West