[Verse] Through the quiet morning haze, Steps that time cannot erase, Whispers float on gentle air, Echoes of a distant prayer. [Pre-Chorus] Hearts remember every sound, Stories in the pipes resound. [Chorus] Hear the bagpipes call, Rising like the tide, Songs of old recall, Where our souls abide. Through the streets they sweep, Memories softly deep, Calling, calling, calling— Home inside the sound. [Verse] Silver threads of fading years, Folded hopes and quiet tears, In the chant that fills the street, Paths once walked and hearts that beat. [Pre-Chorus] Every note a gentle flame, Lighting where we spoke your name. [Chorus] Hear the bagpipes call, Rising like the tide, Songs of old recall, Where our souls abide. Through the streets they sweep, Memories softly deep, Calling, calling, calling— Home inside the sound. [Bridge] Let the music hold you near, Soft embrace to calm the fear, In the pulse of pipes so clear, Feel the love that’s always here. [Chorus] Hear the bagpipes call, Rising like the tide, Songs of old recall, Where our souls abide. Through the streets they sweep, Memories softly deep, Calling, calling, calling— Home inside the sound. [Outro] Calling, calling, calling— Home inside the sound.