When the Shire burned down
All the hobbits had to get out of town
Emerging from their holes
They had to reassess their goals
Refugees in a tough new land
Rub their eyes and try to understand
They had to leave their studebakers
Their silk wraps and their dilrubas
Homesick forest beings
Scattered all about to build new scenes
When you've been driven out of paradise
The outside world can leave you traumatized
Remember the trees
Remember the trails
Remember the garden
Remember the temple
Remember the theater
Remember the sculptures
Remember the little works of art in every corner
Remember the water
Remember the water
Remember the water
Remember the water
If you're feeling lost
You can join us on our quest
We caught a glimpse of something fine
We're gonna get it back in all due time
Searching for a place to get along
We climb the mountain and we sing this song:
We use our hearts
We use our heads
To muscle past
The creeping dread
The swamp is deep
The march is slow
You have to have
A place to go
Cling to your joy
And have some fun
A good joke is better
Than any gun
They try to warp
Our minds and souls
Try to distract
Us from our goals
The petty winds
Blow back and forth
We won't go south
To face the north
Spirit of love
Leave ego behind
It wants to seek
But never find
Doubt precedes doubt
To analyze
Forever wrong
Forever right
There is no path
Between the two
Be here or there
You have to choose
Spirit contains
All that there is
No judgement there
No need to fix