[Intro] Rain on the tin roof Fire burning low Old boards underneath our boots And nowhere else to go Old packed earth... around stone hearth [Verse 1] The shop door's hanging crooked Been that way for years There's coffee on a workbench Stained with long past tears Steel's cooling by the doorway Tools worn down with use Every mark upon these benches... Has been earned over time [Pre-Chorus] Old chairs sit beside the fire Old shadows on the walls Don't matter where the road... has taken us The hearth is home when we're back here [Chorus] Come warm your hands by the hearth fire Let the rain fall where it may Leave the weight outside the doorway You can let things go for today These old walls have held us together Through the good and through the pain Whatever waits... beyond this doorway Gets pushed back by the flame [Verse 2] Boots kicked off by the door Old jackets on the chair Tired souls around the fire Like they've always belonged there Truck cooling in the driveway Rain running down the glass Nobody needs to say much We know what brought us back here [Pre-Chorus 2] Some things don't need a name Some roads don't need explained We know what we carry Till we set it down again [Chorus] Come warm your hands by the hearth fire Let the rain fall where it may Leave the weight outside the doorway You can let things go for today These old walls have held us together Through the good and through the pain Whatever waits... beyond this doorway Gets pushed back by the flame [Bridge] We've walked through different weather We carry our own scars But in this old workshop We remember who we are No promises... to fix tomorrow No need to understand Just the fire, the rain, the quiet And a familiar hand [Final Chorus] Come warm your hands by the hearth fire Let the rain fall where it may Leave the weight outside the doorway You can let things go for today These old walls have held us together Through the good and through the pain Whatever waits... beyond this doorway Gets pushed back by the flame When the road gets long again We know where we belong The fire will still be burning And we'll still come back home To the Hearth Fire [Outro] Rain on the tin roof Fire burning low Old boards underneath our boots Nowhere else to go Coffee cooling... on the workbench Embers glowing in the dark We'll leave the door open behind us And gather round the hearth fire
