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[Verse 1] And if the tiredness weighs heavy on our arms Remember the taste of evening as it comes A wood fire burning, laughter, warm bread too These potatoes, a treasure bright and new Our hands are salted, apron crumpled tight The wooden table, glasses mismatched in the light You set the dish down, I let everything fall And the world becomes so simple through it all [Pre-Chorus] When the wind knocks on the window pane We hold on, we hold higher through the rain A little gold within the cooking pot And our hearts that are consoled a lot [Chorus] A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning And the hunger settles deep in us A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning We finally come home, no fuss The evening settles on our voices low And everything becomes more soft somehow [Verse 2] The potatoes taste like coming home again When you serve them like you serve a love that's been A piece of salt, a herb, a smile so true And the tiredness starts to leave me and you We eat so slowly, seeking nothing more The sound of forks speaks of what is in store I look at you, forget the weight of days In this small kingdom by the winding ways [Pre-Chorus] When the night comes to sit By the threshold, by the cabinet A little gold within the cooking pot And our hearts that are consoled a lot [Chorus] A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning And the hunger settles deep in us A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning We finally come home, no fuss The evening settles on our voices low And everything becomes more soft somehow [Bridge] If our arms are heavy here tonight Your eyes know how to set me right A warm bread is all it takes To mend the thread the day breaks [Final Chorus] A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning And the hunger settles deep in us A wood fire burning, a wood fire burning We finally come home, no fuss The evening settles on our voices low And everything becomes more soft somehow