You tune the G string cold and slow
Embers lift where ashes blow
Your fingers know the hymn by heart
Each note a prayer torn apart
Count the steps past Firelink stone
Violin sings not alone
Rosin dust on calloused hand
Hope rises where the embers land
The bassline gallops low and deep
While snare hits cut the dust to sleep
Spring reverb on the Fender clean
Sharpest chant you've ever seen
Count the steps past Firelink stone
Violin sings not alone
Rosin dust on calloused hand
Hope rises where the embers land
Altos hum in half-remembered choir
Breath held tight on burning wire
No pews remain just broken arch
Your melody a fragile march
Count the steps past Firelink stone
Violin sings not alone
Rosin dust on calloused hand
Hope rises where the embers land
The bonfire flickers wild and thin
Casting shadows on your skin
Each passerby a hollow soul
You play to make the broken whole
Spoken low then rising clear
Deadpan voice you've learned to hear
Suddenly the chant breaks through
Anthemic sharp and born anew
Last verse now the dawn breaks gray
Footsteps fade on stone today
Strings still sing the rugged way
Ashes glow through haze of days
Count the steps past Firelink stone
Violin sings not alone
Rosin dust on calloused hand
Hope rises where the embers land
Count the steps past Firelink stone
Violin sings not alone
Bow lifts slow on final chord
Ashes glow on Firelink stone