Lyric

[Verse 1]

He’s up before the sunrise

Coffee in a paper cup

Same steel-toed boots by the back door

Praying they still hold him up

She’s packing up the lunches

Taping notes inside the bags

Whispering

“Don’t let this grind

Steal the good days that we have”

[Chorus]

We’re just clock-in hearts in a clock-out town

Holding each other when the world wears us down

Every long week

Every late night drive

We bend

We ache

But we still survive

It’s the cuts on our hands

The ache in our bones

That teach us how to carry this love home

[Verse 2]

He sits behind a screen glow

Eyes burned from the overtime

Wondering if the man he dreamed he’d be

Got lost somewhere along the line

She’s counting up the tip jar

Smiling through the tired eyes

Texting him

“I’m almost done

We’ll be okay

We always find a way”

[Chorus]

We’re just clock-in hearts in a clock-out town

Holding each other when the world wears us down

Every long week

Every late night drive

We bend

We ache

But we still survive

It’s the cuts on our hands

The ache in our bones

That teach us how to carry this love home

[Bridge]

Some days it feels like standing still

On a road that runs uphill

But your hand finds mine

And the load feels light for a little while (Oh)

[Chorus]

We’re just clock-in hearts in a clock-out town

Lean on my shoulder when the weight pulls you down

Every long week

Every late night drive

We bend

We break

And still we rise

It’s the scars that we earn

The lessons we’ve known

That prove we’re strong enough

To carry this love home