Hope by Antane
"For the return journey."
Oh, my dear Sam, you still have hope
You say it as though it was obvious that we’d be coming home
As though no other option has occurred to you
I don’t say anything
I don’t want you to know that I gave up hope long ago
I don’t want you to lose what you have
It is the only thing keeping me going
I feel like I’m in a race
I must destroy the Ring before it destroys me
And I’m losing, Sam, I’m losing
If you gave up hope, I would gladly surrender my burden and lie down to die
I wonder if that will be my fate anyway
I see other paths before me than you do
And all of them are dark
The only light there is is coming from you
And I want so much to follow that and not what is pulling so hard on my soul
Help me, please, Sam
Yes, Mr. Frodo, I still have hope
It comes from watching you
I’ve watched for months now
You’ve grown more and more weighed down by the tremendous burden you carry
But every day you move forward nonetheless because you carry it out of love
You may think you are losing this battle
But, my beloved master, you are winning
Each step you are take toward Mordor is a step toward victory
I know you feel like you cannot go on
Take a rest then, rest in me, and let me carry what I can
I share this journey with you, but I want to share your burden also
I can see and feel how much this is changing you against your will
And I want nothing more than to be done with this as much as you
So we can return home
So you can smile and laugh again
So you can be whole again and not torn in two
If hope does not last, I will lay down with you to die
But I don’t think that will happen
I won’t let it
You are my inspiration, Mr. Frodo
Let us gone on
We will return home
And you will smile again and you will laugh
And you will know peace
Come on, dear, just a little further...