[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
Стиль музыки
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