When they told you there was no turning back
You were counting all your fortunes, with their hands around your neck
And they shocked your endorphins
A calm sweep, the winter, pounds hard on Eden's door
Killing two beautiful birds, now

Three long weeks 'til we're home
And all, once again, is gone

Call a doctor, call a doctor
His wings are weak, but every intention's gone
They can't replace your home
Call a doctor, call a doctor
They want you to ignore, but you can't

Prey-less, the long tail is waiting
With a certain intuition, he purrs when suspicion seeks defeat

Three long weeks 'til we're home
And all, once again, is gone

Call a doctor, call a doctor
His wings are weak, but every intention's gone
They can't replace your home
Call a doctor, call a doctor
They want you to ignore, but you can't

Three long weeks 'til we're home
And all, once again, is gone

Call a doctor, call a doctor
His wings are weak, but every intention's gone
They can't replace your home
Call a doctor, call a doctor
They want you to ignore, but you can't


Lyrics submitted by bobby frank

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