The Slumber of Yesteryears - Thyrfing

Yesterday never died — it just went into hiding

It lies slumbering at the bottom of a deep, dark lake

Hidden in the woods of my time

There was no path to follow, but I found my way

I had been lost for long

Forlorn in the woods I knew so well

I didn’t quite know what I was looking for

But still I found it — or did it find me?

I couldn’t see a way to this place

But from where I stand now I can see it all.

I can see how bright the stars shine at night.

I can see how the sun wakes life from it’s slumber

And I see how the snow cradles it back to sleep again.

I see my way back home but I never want to leave this place.