[Verse 1] They found your name on a hunter's wall, two silent crescents above it all. A shape in the fog, a story half-told, a heartbeat hidden in the mountain cold. The forest kept you beyond our sight, a secret stitched into rain and night. While maps grew teeth and roads grew veins, you wandered softly between the stains. [Pre-Chorus] Some things are precious because they're rare, some because they were always there. [Chorus] Horns in the mist, a whisper the world almost missed. Walking through shadows no camera owns, a kingdom of moss and forgotten stones. Horns in the mist, a ghost with a pulse and a wish. One more step where the wild things persist, one more dawn for the horns in the mist. [Verse 2] The market arrives with a thousand eyes, counting the trees, pricing the skies. Every new trail through the emerald deep teaches the forest a different grief. The snares don't know what they have found, they harvest silence without a sound. Steel loops waiting beneath the leaves, taking far more than anyone sees. [Pre-Chorus] The ledgers grow fat while the mountains wait, keeping score without love or hate. [Chorus] Horns in the mist, a whisper the world almost missed. Walking through shadows no camera owns, a kingdom of moss and forgotten stones. Horns in the mist, a ghost with a pulse and a wish. One more step where the wild things persist, one more dawn for the horns in the mist. [Bridge] And if one day the forest forgets your tread, the streams will carry your name instead. The clouds will speak in the language of rain, telling the story again and again. Not every funeral gathers a crowd, some vanish quietly under a cloud. Not every loss makes the evening news, some leave the world with nothing to lose. [Final Chorus] Horns in the mist, the shape of a promise dismissed. Older than profit, older than plans, escaping the grasp of impatient hands. Horns in the mist, the dream that refuses to quit. One last echo through valleys unkissed, one last breath for the horns in the mist. [Outro] The fog closes in. The mountains remember.
