Keep the porch light burning when the road gets long

Let that little drum in your chest keep time

Rain can talk big on a tin-roof song

But morning still signs its name on the pine

Hold on close when the night gets loud

Roots run deep where the hard winds blow

If your heart’s got a song underneath that sound

There’s more good road than the dark can know

Some days show up wearing muddy boots

Dragging hard news through the kitchen door

You try to stand tall with tired old roots

Like an oak that’s been asked to bend once more

But love has a way of mending fence

With rusty nails and stubborn hands

Faith ain’t always making sense

Sometimes it’s just where courage stands

You ain’t weak when the weight gets mean

You ain’t lost when the map turns wrong

Even wildflowers split concrete seams

Just to prove soft things grow strong

So let the hard day run its mouth

Let the gray clouds crowd the blue

There’s a little fire that won’t go out

And it’s been saving a seat for you

Keep the porch light burning when the road gets long

Let that little drum in your chest keep time

Rain can talk big on a tin-roof song

But morning still signs its name on the pine

Hold on close when the night gets loud

Roots run deep where the hard winds blow

If your heart’s got a song underneath that sound

There’s more good road than the dark can know

This one’s for the quiet fighters

With a soft smile and a heavy load

For the hands that hold on tighter

When the wheels come off the road

For the names we carry gently

For the prayers we never say out loud

For the ones who gave us plenty

Even standing in a worn-out crowd

You don’t need wings to rise up higher

You don’t need thunder to be brave

Sometimes hope is a candle fire

Leaning hard but not afraid

So take this song like a hand to hold

Let it walk beside your pain

Every scar is proof you’re gold

That learned to shine through rain

When the night gets heavy

Let the good love answer

When the road runs empty

Let the sunrise gather

You’re not what broke you

You’re not what fell

You’re the bell that kept ringing

Through the storm itself

Keep the porch light burning when the road gets long

Let that little drum in your chest keep time

Rain can talk big on a tin-roof song

But morning still signs its name on the pine

Hold on close when the night gets loud

Roots run deep where the hard winds blow

If your heart’s got a song underneath that sound

There’s more good road than the dark can know

Keep the light on

Keep the love close

The road ain’t done

And neither are those