IRC-Galleria

''it's all wrong. by rights we shouldn't even be here. but we are.
it's like in the great stories, mr. frodo; the ones that really mattered.
full of darkness and danger, they were. and sometimes you didn't want to know the end...
because how could the end be happy?
how could the world go back to the way it was,
when so much bad had happened?
but in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. even darkness must pass.
a new day will come.
and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer.
those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.
but i think, mr. frodo, i do understand. i know now.
folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't.
they kept going... because they were holding on to something.''
''what are we holding on to, sam?''
''that there's some good in this world, mr. frodo.
and it's worth fighting for.''

That I only write love songs
To those whom I don't love
I only reach for him
Who's tied to someone else's glove

Gollum`s Song
By Emiliana Torrini

Where once was light
Now darkness falls
Where once was love
Love is no more
Don't say goodbye
Don't say I didn't try

These tears we cry
Are falling rain
For all the lies you told us
The hurt, the blame!
And we will weep to be so alone
We are lost
We can never go home

So in the end
I'll be what I will be
No loyal friend
Was ever there for me

Now we say goodbye
We say you didn't try

These tears you cry
Have come too late
Take back the lies
The hurt, the blame!

And you will weep
When you face the end alone
You are lost
You can never go home
You are lost
You can never go home