Ink and Legend
Born in distant lands
under southern skies
A boy with words that danced in his mind
Orphaned young, found home
in English green
Dreaming of elves and ancient rhyme
Through the trenches where
shadows fell
He carried hope in every spell
From Oxford halls
to Middle-earth's call
He wove the rings and
the ancient thrall
Tales of courage in the
darkest night
Legends born from a scholar's light (ohhh)
Languages lost, he brought them back to life
Hobbits and wizards in the firelight
Pages filled with worlds unseen before
A quiet man who opened every door
In the end his words still guide the way
Through forests deep where the brave ones stay
From Oxford halls
to Middle-earth's call
He wove the rings and
the ancient thrall
Tales of courage in the
darkest night
Legends born from a scholar's light (yeah)
And the stories linger on the breeze
A legacy that will never cease