Mostly Autumn - The Riders Of Rohan lyrics

As the quiet still of dawn Reaches for the sun And the sunshine meadows blow And dreams and legends spring to life where.. Golden men sing golden freedom Catch them as they race the shooting stars On the borders of the night Crystals form on green gra** blades Where shadows chill the quier And evil forces poison nature Candles burn in golden halls The king will ride to open war Golden men sing golden freedom Catch them as they race the shooting stars