He was always such a nice Ranger,
The silent one, with good intentions.
He was down for his brother, respectful to his ada, but good don’t get attention.
One Man with a promise, the brightest Dúnadan, he’s not a fool.
Reading books about nature and weaponry, it’s not enough, no.
Cause smart don’t make you an elf.

He’s not invisible anymore,
With his Arwen’s love and a broken sword.
Since he walked out of Imladris,
Everybody knows his name.

Éowyn’s got the same size hands as Aragorn her love.
Put her fingers in his imprints in the mud outside her home.
She could have been the lady Telcontar, never got the chance to go that far.
Her life was stole, stole now we’ll never know.

They were crying to the healers, said he never fitted in.
He showed up to practices they were shooting in.
Some elves were putting him down, bullying him round.
Now I wish I would have rode with him, given him the time of day, not turned away.
If I would have been the one to go this far, he might have stayed at home,
Slashing with his sword.

He’s not invisible anymore,
With his muddy tunic and his athelas gone.
Since he walked out of that Imladris,
Everybody knows his name.

Éowyn’s got the same size hands as Aragorn her love.
Put her fingers in his imprints in the mud outside her home.
She could have been the lady Telcontar, never got the chance to go that far.
Her life was stole, stole now we’ll never know.

Greenleaf’s always hitting the target from twenty yards away,
He had a try out with the Archers, couldn’t wait for the next day.
Now we’re never going to see him shoot,
With the bow that Galadriel gave.
His life was stole, stole, now we’ll never know.

Now we’ll never, never, never know.
Now we’ll never, never, never, never know.
Stole…

Éowyn’s got the same size hands as Aragorn her love.
Put her fingers in his imprints in the mud outside her home.
She could have been the lady Telcontar, never got the chance to go that far.
Her life was stole, stole now we’ll never know.

Greenleaf’s always hitting the target from twenty yards away,
He had a try out with the Archers, couldn’t wait for the next day.
Now we’re never going to see him shoot,
With the bow that Galadriel gave.
His life was stole, stole, now we’ll never know.

Oh, no…
Yes, their lives were stole.