Band of Gold

Now that you're gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what life could be
Ere you left this ring with me

You took me from the shelter of a mother who had (sadly) drowned
It was an odd childhood.
But it could have been all right.
I could have had a normal life.

Except for this gosh-darned Ring.

Ooh, don't you know that I wait in the brightness of this Elven room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And take this ring back to Mordor.

Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
With Elvish writing, so I’m told.
And my arm is cold.
And the memories of what life could be
Ere you left this ring with me.

[repeat ad nauseum]