ROSKILDE, Denmark
We took a train to the Viking town of Roskilde to visit a museum of the five Viking ships of Roskilde Fjord that were deliberately sunk in the 11th century to block a key sailing channel and defend the ancient city. Rediscovered in 1962 and now preserved at the Viking Ship Museum, the ships are remarkably varied vessels, from war ships to cargo carriers, it offered a vivid glimpse into the seafaring skill, strategy and daily life of the Viking age.
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Fjord Sand Five
By Simply Lost in the Right Direction DBA
Human & Machine
[Intro]
(soft hums)
mmm… mmm… mmm…
[Verse 1]
Morning mist on the quiet fjord
Timbers sleep where they once soared
Salt and story in every seam
Echoes drift like a waking dream
[Pre-Chorus]
Wind hums low through the broken frame
Calling out every forgotten name
[Chorus]
Five ships resting in the sand
Ghosts of oak and a seafaring hand
From the north wind’s cry to the trader’s run
They carried the dark and they chased the sun
Oh, the tide rolls in, the years roll on
But their voices live in an ancient song
Hear the fjord sing soft and deep
For the five old souls it keeps
[Verse 2
One was built for a warrior’s blade
Cut through storms that the bold men made
One bore trade on a wider keel
Silver, grain, and a turning wheel
(soft high “ahh” pad)
[Pre-Chorus]
Every plank tells a different road
Every scar is a story told
[Chorus] )
Five ships resting in the sand
Ghosts of oak and a seafaring hand
From the north wind’s cry to the trader’s run
They carried the dark and they chased the sun
Oh, the tide rolls in, the years roll on
But their voices live in an ancient song
Hear the fjord sing soft and deep
For the five old souls it keeps
[Bridge]
They sank them down to guard the bay
A wooden wall to keep foes away
But time don’t break what the sea forgives
In every ruin, a memory lives
[Break]
Hold the line… (low)
Through all time… (mid)
Ahhh… still they rise… (high)
[Final Chorus]
Five ships rising in our minds
From the wreck of the salted brine
In the hush of waves, you can feel them breathe
Through the years that drift like a distant sea
Oh, the past ain’t gone, it just sleeps below
In the roots of the tide where the cold winds blow
Hear the fjord sing soft and deep
For the five old souls it keeps
[Outro]
mmm… drifting low…
on the tide…
in the sky…
Still they sail… in a northern sky…