[Intro | sparse fiddle drone | wind-like hum] Under basalt shoulders, under raven flight, Ice keeps its counsel in the blue-white light. [Verse 1 | soft verse | fingerpicked guitar | light frame drum] I learned the names the elders say— Jökull sleeping, bright as bone, Rivers braided from its veins, Carving paths we do not own. It holds a winter in its chest, A thousand storms it cannot tell, Yet every summer asks it twice To loosen one more shining spell. [Pre-Chorus | build | handclaps enter | harmony stack] Listen—there’s a creak in the deep, A slow drum under stone; Time is turning, seam by seam, And the melt has learned our tone. [Chorus | power chorus | chant hook | layered harmonies] Glacier, glacier, keep your vow, Hold the mountains, hold them now. Blue heart, white bone, ancient fire— Do not slip from what we are. Glacier, glacier, sing it slow, Teach the sea what it should know. [Verse 2 | soft verse | langspil melody | brushed frame drum] The old ice mirrors northern stars, Locked in bubbles, air of then; I press my palm to glassy skin— It chills my thoughts, it counts to ten. Tourist boots and summer rain Find the creases, find the crack, And meltwater runs like news Down every dark and mossy track. [Pre-Chorus | build | stronger handclaps | call-and-response] Hear it—like a door unlatching, Like a bell below the ground; What we warm, the world must carry, What we break, the world resounds. [Chorus | power chorus | chant hook | stacked harmonies] Glacier, glacier, keep your vow, Hold the mountains, hold them now. Blue heart, white bone, ancient fire— Do not slip from what we are. Glacier, glacier, sing it slow, Teach the sea what it should know. [Bridge | half-time | voice close-mic | low choir hum] Not a monster, not a myth— Just water learning how to move. If the highlands lose their crown, What will the midnight sun approve? We can mend the heat we make, We can walk with lighter hands; Let the ice stay tall enough To shade our farms and shore our lands. [Final Chorus | full band | crowd-call section | big harmonies] Glacier, glacier, keep your vow, Hold the mountains, hold them now. Blue heart, white bone, ancient fire— Do not slip from what we are. Glacier, glacier, sing it slow, Teach the sea what it should know. (Crowd: Glacier, glacier!) (Lead: Keep your vow!) (Crowd: Hold them now!) [Outro | fade out | solo fiddle | distant handclaps] When the fjord goes quiet, when the long light falls, May the ice still answer from the highland walls. [End]
