Cairn Stone
numanpi· 4:45 · 227 plays · v3-preview
- symphonic
- liquid funk
- jump-up
- deep
- string arrangements
- percussion
- reverb
- uncommon time signatures
- cello
- violin
- piano
- guitar
- duduk
- horns
- 2020s
- choir
- finger snaps
- female vocalist
- backing vocals
Lyrics
Intro
Five a.m. (Five a.m.)
The bus stops where the road gives up
Two headtorches in the dark
Grandad's boots. Two sizes big
The ridge waits for us
Chorus
Summit weather (Summit weather)
Tea still hot in the red flask
Snow squeaks under my boots
Up we go. The town turns dots
We laugh till the wind takes it
Nothing weighs a thing up here (Summit weather)
Drop
Summit weather
Point of no turning back
Verse 1
First light. Frost
The flask, filled dark
His boots, laced twice
My socks stuffed in the toes
One switchback. Two
The village shrinks to smoke
Pre-Chorus
Look up
Look far
Watch the choughs ride the wind
Past us
Past pines
Past everything that stays down low
Chorus
Summit weather (Summit weather)
Tea still hot in the red flask
Snow squeaks under my boots
Up we go. The town turns dots
We laugh till the wind takes it
Nothing weighs a thing up here (Summit weather)
Drop
Summit weather
The ridge is underfoot now
Verse 2
Crampons bite
Snow to the knee
The wind wipes every step
The top hides one fold more
Then it doesn't. We're here
The whole map lies below
Pre-Chorus
Look up
Look far
Watch the choughs ride the wind
Past us
Past pines
Past everything that stays down low
Chorus
Summit weather (Summit weather)
Tea still hot in the red flask
Snow squeaks under my boots
Up we go. The town turns dots
We laugh till the wind takes it
Nothing weighs a thing up here (Summit weather)
Drop
Summit weather
The ridge is underfoot now
Bridge
Cairn stone
Tin box
A pencil note, creased four ways
"He turned back here" (He turned back here)
"Ran out of light. Next time"
Next time is me
He's up here now
Chorus
Summit weather (Summit weather)
Tea still hot in the red flask
Snow squeaks under my boots
Up we go. The town turns dots
We laugh till the wind takes it
Nothing weighs a thing up here (Summit weather)
Drop
Summit weather
Point of no turning back
Outro
Dusk
Flask runs dry
It stands by the cairn stone (For him)
Snow
Keeps no steps
We'll come anyway
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