Track · Apr 24, 2026 · English

Old Stone Threshold

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4:39

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Come in, love, shake the rain from your sleeve

Set your boots by the fire, stay awhile with me

There’s a loaf on the board and a pot on the flame

And the house knows your step like it knows its own name

The oak by the window has seen us grow

And the kettle keeps time in a soft, warm glow

Under old stone beams, where the small moths spin

There’s room at the table, just come on in

[Pre-Chorus]

Hear the brook below

Through the green and the moss

It carries your laughter

Across the bridge stones

[Chorus]

Home, home, come home

Soft as the hearthfire glow

Home, home, come home

The old walls know you

Home, home, come home

(come home)

There’s a place for you here

For every heart in the room

[Verse 2]

By the wall in the lane, where the briars lean

The grass goes silver where the sheep have been

We’d gather the neighbors when the dusk came down

With a song on the wind and the bread passed round

And if you were weary, the garden would wait

With its parsley and mint by the worn grey gate

No need to be flawless, no need to be brave

This house keeps a quiet for the hurt it can save

[Pre-Chorus]

Hear the brook below

Through the fern and the stone

It hums like a blessing

When you’re walking home

[Chorus]

Home, home, come home

Soft as the hearthfire glow

Home, home, come home

The old walls know you

Home, home, come home

(come home)

There’s a place for you here

For every heart in the room

[Bridge]

And maybe the world grows heavy

And maybe the night turns cold

Still the old place is calling

With a lantern of gold

Come as you are, dear

Come with your tired hands

The door is still open

The shadow still stands

[Chorus]

Home, home, come home

Soft as the hearthfire glow

Home, home, come home

The old walls know you

Home, home, come home

(come home)

There’s a place for you here

For every heart in the room

Style

irish folk-pop ballad with soft 6/8 sway and gentle harpfiddlelow bodhrán brushand acoustic guitar; verse stays close-mic and sparsepre-chorus opens with airy harmonies and a lifted dronechorus blooms with warm unison and soft group replies. use creekside field ambiencereversed harp swellsand a final bell chime. intimatetendercandlelit mix with a misty rural glow.softenglish

Prompt

Quiet, soft Irish female-led song. Hearthfire energy, mother’s care, community inclusivity, soft breezes, babbling brooks under old stone bridges, understated magic of an ancestral home calling gently

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Brigids_Hearth

GeneratedApr 24, 2026

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