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Lantern Through the Cold 2 by Ксую

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Lantern Through the Cold 2 by Ксую - Folk,Male (Tenor) Vocals music cover art

Lantern Through the Cold 2

Folk,Male (Tenor) Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro - Instrumental]
(Flute picks a thin melody over fingerpicked guitar and a distant sheep-bell)
[Verse 1]
Dawn peels blue off the hilltops, dew stitching seams on his boots,
A silver bell stutters, wool damp with last night's roots.
He reads the grass where foxes bent, knows which stone hides springwater,
Counts breath like coins in a pocket, counts steps that learned to barter.
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a ribbon in his jacket, frayed by rain and borrowed time,
A promise tied to a winter night, a name scratched in a rhyme.
He hums it low when the clouds press down, a map against the cold,
A small, stubborn heat—something kept, something bold.
[Chorus]
Shepherd’s heart, a lantern through the cold,
Holding light when the sky goes old.
Keeps a promise wrapped in wool, soft and tight,
Guiding the flock and the memory through night.
[Verse 2]
A lamb gets lost in a thistle riot, tiny breath fumbling at the thorn;
He kneels, fingers find the pulse, finds the tear the world had worn.
There’s frost in the hollows where the ravens complained all fall,
He spits a curse at the weather, holds a lamb like he holds a vow.
[Pre-Chorus]
Town bells mutter gossip, “he’s spare and stubborn and slow,”
But the lantern in his palm is the only thing that knows
How to find the hidden spring, how to read the pawned-up sky,
How to keep a child of winter breathing when the moon hangs high.
[Chorus]
Shepherd’s heart, a lantern through the cold,
Holding light when the sky goes old.
Keeps a promise wrapped in wool, soft and tight,
Guiding the flock and the memory through night.
[Bridge]
Once a blizzard ate a road and took a sister’s song,
He almost let the dark in, almost walked away from dawn.
But old hands remember stories, old hands do not forget—
He opened the locket, set the light, and walked back to the wet.
Townsfolk come at market telling legends by the stall,
How one small lantern answered every shadow’s call.
[Chorus - Variation]
Shepherd’s heart, a lantern through the cold,
A kindled knot that will not fold.
A promise sewed in a coat of wool, held so tight,
Pulls the lost back to the path with stubborn, steady light.
[Outro]
(Soft harmonies, fiddle rises)
So when the wind looks empty, when the hills forget your name,
Look for a bell’s small echo, follow the lantern through the rain.
Listen close — you might find the shepherd’s light in your own hands.
[Production Notes]
Acoustic guitar foundation, flute intro, fiddle countermelody, sparse percussion (brushes), harmony on final chorus. Short instrumental break after second chorus to feature a simple fiddle solo that echoes the vocal hook.