Water moving under the sound (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Salt mist settling on your collarbone

Red bulb swinging over wet black stone

Steps run steep to the water edge

Bass pulse shaking through the granite ledge

You don't speak, you just take my wrist

Two shapes leaning in the midnight mist

Pre-Chorus

Low light blinking out slow

Deep where the undertones go

Hear that hum in your chest

Leave the rest

Chorus

Fjord signal calling us down

Water moving under the sound

Skin warm, salt on the stone

Fjord signal calling us down

Verse 2

Cold air pressing on the rib cage heat

Crushed shells grinding underneath our feet

Shoulder leaning right into my side

Swaying with the pull of the quiet tide

No one speaks, everybody knows

Log drum heavy as the water flows

Pre-Chorus

Low light blinking out slow

Deep where the undertones go

Hear that hum in your chest

Leave the rest

Chorus

Fjord signal calling us down

Water moving under the sound

Skin warm, salt on the stone

Fjord signal calling us down

Bridge

Down at the edge where the bass stays deep

Nothing to carry, nothing to keep

Just the dark water and the steady drum

Waiting for the first gray light to come

Chorus

Fjord signal calling us down

Water moving under the sound

Skin warm, salt on the stone

Fjord signal calling us down