[Intro | Children's choir; distant unison, celesta, felt piano] Calling, calling—cold stars, soft light; Calling, calling—come close tonight. [Verse 1 | Male melodic rap; heavy piano, pizzicato violins, sliding 808] Black keys, bruised knees, blue prayers buried low; Cold halls, closed doors, but the bass won't let me go. Felt like God had a grudge—was that grief? I didn't know; Calling through the ceiling where the cracks began to glow. In dreams I called Algenib—ancient, amber afterglow; Betelgeuse burned bright above the badlands down below. Deneb drew a doorway through the dark I used to know; Polaris painted passages where phantom rivers flow. Time travelers turned the tape to times I can't outgrow; Alien arias answered in an eerie undertow. Family faces flickered from the frames I won't let go; Calling, calling—keep the love and let the coldness go. [Pre-Chorus | Female lead; climbing violins, rising piano, drums thin] Slowly, slowly, small sparks stitching silver light, Detail after detail, dreams developing at night. If heaven hides its heart, then hold my hand and hold it tight; Calling, calling—love, leave a lantern alight. [Chorus | Female belt; children's choir echoes "Calling"; orchestra and synth drop] Calling, calling—can you hear me tonight? Calling, calling—keep a candle alight. Even if God says no, love, leave a light; Stars come running when I call into the night. [Post-Chorus | Children's choir; pulsing synth, answering solo violin] Calling, calling—love, leave a light; Calling, calling—we've got you tonight. [Verse 2 | Male rap; double-time bursts, low strings, restrained drums] What if every ending's etched before we ever start? Infinite infinities, a finished work of art. Life looks so disturbing when the dark dictates your part; Calling—can a final frame contain a changing heart? Hollywood, hood up, hard rain, headlights white, In that film I played a young god, dressed in borrowed light. Felt watched; I cast that fear as faceless extras in the night, Then walked beyond the frame and left their shadows out of sight. Cruel kings in cardboard crowns kept crying for a fight; I wouldn't wear their wickedness to prove that I was right. Let the villains face the mirror; let the screen go white— Calling, calling—love's the crown I'm wearing here tonight. [Chorus | Female lead and children's choir; larger strings, heavier bass] Calling, calling—can you hear me tonight? Calling, calling—keep a candle alight. Even if God says no, love, leave a light; Stars come running when I call into the night. [Instrumental Break | Eight bars; solo violin answers synth lead; timpani crescendo] [Bridge | Female lead; drums stop, bare piano and solo cello] Kitchen candles, coffee cooling, coats you left behind; Sunday songs and small, sweet notes I still sometimes find. No crown can cure that quiet; no clock can change its mind; Calling, calling—love outlives the life it leaves behind. [Build | Male rap; accelerating violin ostinato, rising brass] Calling—black boots, back straight; bad dreams lose the fight. Calling—cold crowns crack; cruel kings cringe tonight. Calling—scarred stars sing; soft souls survive the night. Calling—lost love lives; let living love ignite. [One-beat silence] [Final Chorus | Female lead; male rhythmic "Calling" answers; children's high harmony; full orchestra and EDM] Calling, calling—can you hear me tonight? Calling, calling—keep a candle alight. Even if God says no, love, leave a light; Stars come running when I call into the night. Calling, calling—come and hold me tight, Calling, calling—bring the broken into light. Love, leave a lantern where the long roads reunite; Stars come running when I call into the night. [Outro | Children's choir and female whisper; piano, violin harmonics, unresolved add9] Calling—love, leave a little light; Calling—I'll keep your candle alight.
