[Verse 1] Snow on the heather Frost in your hair Lantern in your left hand Breath in the air Your name on the shoreline Written Then gone I follow your footprints Long after dawn
[Chorus] Crane calls over fjords Calling you home Calling you home High above these old stone shores I walk alone I walk alone Crane calls over fjords Echo your name into the cold If you can hear If you remember Come back before the dark takes hold
[Verse 2] Smoke from the houses Thin silver thread Our cottage a shadow Windows gone red Your cup on the table Lip-mark half-fade I talk to the silence Like you just stayed
[Chorus] Crane calls over fjords Calling you home Calling you home High above these old stone shores I walk alone I walk alone Crane calls over fjords Echo your name into the cold If you can hear If you remember Come back before the dark takes hold
[Bridge] If I wade into the water (oh) Will the current learn your hands If I answer every echo Will you rise from distant land
[Chorus] Crane calls over fjords Calling you home Calling you home High above these old stone shores I walk alone I walk alone Crane calls over fjords Carry my voice over the foam If you can hear If you remember Follow the sound and find your home
A zene stílusa
folk, Nordic folk ballad at 90 BPM with acoustic guitar in open tuning, deep cello swells, and female vocals. Haunting close harmonies float above a sparse, atmospheric bed, with distant crane calls woven subtly into the ambience. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, chorus widens into ethereal reverb and layered vocals, building a cinematic arc that rises then fades like mist over dark water., deep cello, female vocals, nordic folk, acoustic