Heather Alexander Arafel's Lament
The sorrow of the Elves is they live beyond their time
(The tree of swords and jewels waits for me)
Until the world forgets them, saving tales and rhymes
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
The sorrow of the Elves is that all they love must die
(The tree of swords and jewels waits for me)
Time withers all about them, yet the Elves it passes by
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
The sorrow of the Elves is they dare not touch a friend
(The tree of swords- the tree of swords and jewels
waits for me)
For touching brings a change that magic cannot mend
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
The sorrow of the Elves: made them seek another place
(The tree of swords- the tree of swords and jewels
waits for me)
And I alone remain, the last of my lost race
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
(The tree of swords and jewels)
Now I, alone, remain to mourn and count the cost
(The tree of swords- the tree of swords and jewels
waits for me)
Of every leaf that fades and every flower lost
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
Yes, I alone remain to hold the land that magic made
(The tree of swords- the tree of swords and jewels
waits for me)
I can’t hold back the dark, and daily see it fade
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
(The tree of swords and jewels, the tree of swords and
jewels)
The sorrow now is mine, who arms when I would heal,
(The tree of swords- the tree of swords and jewels
waits for me)
And how long must I bear the stamp of sorrow’s seal?
(When shall I hang-) When shall I hang my own upon the
tree?
(The tree of swords and jewels, the tree of swords and
jewels)