Out of the Workshop by Blake Hodgetts Lyrics

Here is my bench and the tools of my trade
Burnished by decades of love
Sure and I'm proud of the things I have made
I would put nothing above them
Never did I second-guess the hand dealt
Yearn for a different self
But something awakened inside me, I felt
The day I discovered a far grander stage for an elf
I found Tolkien's Middle-Earth and all at once I could see
Far off in the distance
Another existence
Was waiting for me

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Yes, out of the workshop and into the sun
Laughing through Rivendell I long to run
No more indentured, my chains I'll unbind
Galadriel, take me
To Lórien, make me
Of your elfin-kind
Toymaking runs in my family's veins
A calling of honor and pride
But somewhere beneath tops and teddies and trains
My heritage beckons inside me
Whispered Sindarin or Quenya I hear
Murmuring, "There must be more!"
I'd give up this stolid, respected career
To ride beside Arwen through valleys of old Númenor
I'd trade in my cobbler's hammer and woodworker's drill
For a bow and a quiver
And armor and livery
Made of mithríl

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Yes, out of the workshop and into the sun
Laughing through Imladris I long to run
Hail, Lord Elrond! I'm no longer blind;
Galadriel, take me
To Lórien, make me
Of your elfin-kind

A hero like Legolas, greater than Elbereth, I could have been
No Silmarillion tells of a million battles I've seen
Oh, to finally take my place
With an ancient noble race
On those ships across the sea!
To be friend to dwarf and man, to
Finally get away from Santa
And be what I'm meant to be!
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Out of the workshop and into the sun
Laughing through Karningul I long to run
Gandalf or Kringle? I've made up my mind:
Galadriel, take me
To Lórien, make me
Of your elfin-kind