Catch the fjord signal, moving so slow

Verse 1

Sun dropping red on the cedar beam

Water so still like an open seam

Your bare feet cool on the grey stone slate

Nobody talks when the hour gets late

Log drum pulses along the floor

Ripples run out from the wooden shore

Pre-Chorus

Watch the grey tide pull the light down

Feel the low hum rise from the ground

Can you feel it

Calling in close

Chorus

Catch the fjord signal, moving so slow

Deep in the chest where the shadows go

Catch the fjord signal, shoulder to mine

Two bodies sway on a single line

Verse 2

Salt on the rim and the wind blows thin

Copper turns blue on your copper skin

Pulse on my wrist like a drum in the dark

Step in the groove where the timber sparks

Nobody rushes to cross that bay

Let the cold water just drift away

Pre-Chorus

Watch the grey tide pull the light down

Feel the low hum rise from the ground

Can you feel it

Calling in close

Chorus

Catch the fjord signal, moving so slow

Deep in the chest where the shadows go

Catch the fjord signal, shoulder to mine

Two bodies sway on a single line

Bridge

No words needed to steady the beat

Just the dark wood underneath our feet

The deep water takes what we leave behind

One breath rolling, easy to find

Chorus

Catch the fjord signal, moving so slow

Deep in the chest where the shadows go

Catch the fjord signal, shoulder to mine

Two bodies sway on a single line