Glass Hammer - Mithrandir (This Fading Age) lyrics

'Neath these leaves of gold
You walk upon the winter
Under branches silver reach unto the sky

And though time may gather 'round us
We are young never touch you while among us
May your sorrow flee you here be all
Be one yet he walks a distant land
His mind beyond our reaching
Far beneath the mountains cold
We shall never tread he is lost to us
Weary beyond all knowing
And needed now his wisdom
For the trials ahead

'Mid the boughs of Lorien sorrow walks today
'Neath the mallorns come to shed
The weariness away

In this place enchanted
Lay you down to dream him
Let the singing river wash away your tears

There's no fear among us
Yet the clouds may gather
We are lords of light amid this fading age
Yet he walks a distant land
His mind beyond our reaching
Far beneath the mountains cold
We shall never tread he is lost to us
Weary beyond all knowing
And needed now his wisdom
For the trials ahead
'Mid the boughs of Lorien sorrow walks today
'Neath the mallorns come to shed
The weariness away