[Intro]
No dogs barked
No door swung wide
Only snow in the bowl
And frost inside

[Verse 1]
I came up under a roof of grasses
Bent by years of winter rain
A settlement slept in a shallow valley
Every doorway filled with grain

There were boots still set by the threshold
Needles left in folded wool
A child’s cup cracked by the ashes
A cradle packed with snowdrift full

[Pre-Chorus]
No plague-mark burned
No sword had shone
They simply left
Or turned to stone

[Chorus]
Hearths gone cold
Where the last smoke climbed and died
Hearths gone cold
With the doors still open wide
If the fjord keeps what it borrows
If the stone takes what it’s owed
Will my home become another place
Of hearths gone cold

[Verse 2]
I found a loom with a half-made pattern
Blue thread crossing bone-white thread
Ravens stitched beside a mountain
And a woman walking with the dead

On the wall was a mark I knew now
Carved by nails, not by a blade
The same black rune beneath the fjord ice
The same old warning they had made

[Pre-Chorus]
Do not wake
Do not descend
Do not ask
What does not end

[Chorus]
Hearths gone cold
Where the last smoke climbed and died
Hearths gone cold
With the doors still open wide
If the fjord keeps what it borrows
If the stone takes what it’s owed
Will my home become another place
Of hearths gone cold

[Instrumental Break]
Ooh
Low as smoke
Ooh
Cold as oak

[Bridge]
I wanted to run
Back over the hill
Back to the roofs
Where my mother waits still

But the raven on my shoulder
Was only black wind
And the path through the valley
Would not lead back again

[Build-up]
I took the child’s cup from the ashes
Set it upright on the stone
No prayer came clean to my mouth then
So I left it there alone

[Final Chorus]
Hearths gone cold
Where the last smoke climbed and died
Hearths gone cold
With the doors still open wide
If the fjord keeps what it borrows
If the stone takes what it’s owed
Will my home become another place
Of hearths gone cold

Hearths gone cold
Let the living hear the snow
Hearths gone cold
Tell me where I still must go

[Outro]
The loom threads stirred
Though no hand pulled
Blue over bone
The valley full