There's a saying in our Firehouse
That everyone goes home
And we know the perils in our Job
Every time we hear the tone
And on this day we fought a blaze
We did our job 4 lives were saved
But in the end I sacrificed my own
I hear bells in the distance
Pipers playing a song for me
Where flags are folded in our memory
I'm going home to Emmitsburg
They'll call my name in Emmitsburg
Where tears are shed and prayers are heard
For the Fallen and the brave
There is peace above the embers
A lightness in the air
As I float above the members
Of my station in despair
For through the smoke we face our fears
The lives we saved as souvenirs,
I go, without regret, as I declare
I hear bells in the distance
Pipers playing a song for me
Where flags are folded in our memory
I'm going home to Emmitsburg
They'll call my name in Emmitsburg
Where tears are shed and prayers are heard
For the Fallen and the brave
And the families that we leave behind
Will gather where I'll be enshrined
Along with all the others
And they'll see they're not alone.
And the names carved in the monument
Say it loud, and confident
We'll never be forgotten
And we've made it safely home
I hear bells in the distance
Pipers playing a song for me
Where flags are folded in our memory
I'm going home to Emmitsburg
They'll call my name in Emmitsburg
Where tears are shed and prayers are heard
For the Fallen and the brave