Verse 1
Salt on the glass, mist on the stone
Sub in the timber finding your bone
Two steps closer, nothing to say
Sweat on your collar washing away
Cold air drafts where the doorway opens wide
Heavy low pulse pulling from inside
Pre-Chorus
Hear the low horn hum in the dark
Feel the ribcage answer the spark
Take my wrist, don't make a sound
Chorus
That is the fjord signal calling us down
Into the water, into the ground
Chest to chest where the bassline is found
That is the fjord signal calling us down
Verse 2
Fog on the pane, heat on your skin
Log drum knocks where the ripples begin
Turn of your waist leaning into the pocket
Slow iron weight, no key to unlock it
Bare heels tapping the damp cedar floor
Further and further away from the door
Pre-Chorus
Hear the low horn hum in the dark
Feel the ribcage answer the spark
Take my wrist, don't make a sound
Chorus
That is the fjord signal calling us down
Into the water, into the ground
Chest to chest where the bassline is found
That is the fjord signal calling us down
Bridge
Breathe it in slow
Let the cold rock shake
Down where the heavy wave
Keeps us awake
Down where the current pulls
No words around
Chorus
That is the fjord signal calling us down
Into the water, into the ground
Chest to chest where the bassline is found
That is the fjord signal calling us down