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