The Breaking of the Fellowship Howard Shore

When the cold of winter come
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain

But in the dreams, but in dreams
I can hear your name
And in dreams (and in dreams)
We will meet again

When the seas and mountains fall
And we come, to end of days
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there
I will go there
And back again