Branches stroke your arms
Damp moss on the trunk
River tingling skin
Crossed on ropes so thin
Golden leaves move in the wind like sunlight
High the tree trunks, silver through the dark night
Time flows different, see no death nor children
Well preserved a dream in Lorien
When the blindfold falls
Where the white one walks
Waters clear the throat
In the birchwood boat
Now all stories turned to whispered legends
Never any men returned from these lands
Through the autumn winds still breathes the life
What will be when winter does arrive?
Dark, warm, close your eyes
Silver through the night
Hold on soft to gold
Find the bright and old
Lost, found, deep in love
Cold clouds, feet in grass
Soft waves flood the heart
Wings are torn apart
And when we leave something stays
Remains to thrive in the light of golden days with silver ways
The Felurian Project - Lorien Lyrics
The Felurian Project - Lorien Lyrics
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Branches stroke your arms
Damp moss on the trunk
River tingling skin
Crossed on ropes so thin
Golden leaves move in the wind like sunlight
High the tree trunks, silver through the dark night
Time flows different, see no death nor children
Well preserved a dream in Lorien
When the blindfold falls
Where the white one walks
Waters clear the throat
In the birchwood boat
Now all stories turned to whispered legends
Never any men returned from these lands
Through the autumn winds still breathes the life
What will be when winter does arrive?
Dark, warm, close your eyes
Silver through the night
Hold on soft to gold
Find the bright and old
Lost, found, deep in love
Cold clouds, feet in grass
Soft waves flood the heart
Wings are torn apart
And when we leave something stays
Remains to thrive in the light of golden days with silver ways
Damp moss on the trunk
River tingling skin
Crossed on ropes so thin
Golden leaves move in the wind like sunlight
High the tree trunks, silver through the dark night
Time flows different, see no death nor children
Well preserved a dream in Lorien
When the blindfold falls
Where the white one walks
Waters clear the throat
In the birchwood boat
Now all stories turned to whispered legends
Never any men returned from these lands
Through the autumn winds still breathes the life
What will be when winter does arrive?
Dark, warm, close your eyes
Silver through the night
Hold on soft to gold
Find the bright and old
Lost, found, deep in love
Cold clouds, feet in grass
Soft waves flood the heart
Wings are torn apart
And when we leave something stays
Remains to thrive in the light of golden days with silver ways
Writer: Luise Schmidt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid