Verse 1

We carry the morning in a coat of gray

Past the locked iron gate where the tall trees sway

Your name in my pocket, your ring in my hand

We take one slow step where the old stones stand

Pre-Chorus

No one has to speak

No one has to lead

We will walk beside you

At the pace you need

Chorus

Carry the day, carry the name

Through the long road, through the rain

When one voice falters, two will remain

Carry the day, carry the name

Verse 2

The kettle still waits by the kitchen door