Here's a bit of loverly lyrics for you all and of course, BW.
Barrow Picnic
When I find the living a bore there's a place I go,
I answer the ghoul,
Go over the wall,
Where the barrows are all in a row,
Mind the trees get down on my knees,
There's a hole in the hill,
I look around that I won't be found,
And sit down next to it's grave.
If you squirm at the barrow worm,
This is no place for thee,
Or if you fright at the mere sight,
of the corpse of our Bethberry,
If you fear there's something you hear,
A heart beating under the hill,
Still your heart there's no need to start,
It's just me having tea with Piosenniel.
Sit here on the ground,
Dead hobbits in the trees all around you,
Come enter this land,
Take this Book in your hand.
If you find the living a bore,
There's a place you can go,
Answer the ghoul,
Go over the wall,
Where the barrows are all in a row,
Mind the trees get down on your knees,
Sneak in just like The Phantom,
Look around though you won't be found,
It's just you, Barrow Wight and me.
I tried to add as many names from our beloved forum, and that of middle earth in and around the downs. Happy Deathday Barrow Downs Forum!
~ Musical Ka
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