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