I was away when you came to me that day
On the first of the final month
Left in my place was the memory of my face
From a time far more innocent and young
Ten years ago, when I made the woods my home
I was sick of the life I'd led
I'm here on my own, though I never feel alone
In the silence, all is said
Far from the shame of the sedentary game,
I began to find truth in my task
I'll never blame, for I'll never be the same
In the wild, all lessons last
Deep in the trees, where the beggar finds his peace
In the arms of a knotted elm,
I could reclaim what I knew of my old name
And return to the head of the helm
I was humbled by the stars,
You were hollow from the start
I left with nothing
Life for the bluffing
Fled to the forest
Northward bound
I was humbled by the stars,
You were hollow from the start
Here in the cold, I will live the life I chose
As the Fellow in the North
