Morphine swims inside your bloodstream Plead the night, the swan and the east Disappear from my sight He spreads his wings with such irony Something so cruel makes something so free Please come soon, Lord knows I want you to come Home is a relative term, sometimes hope is the same As help I've learned Morning shatters the words that we think Wincing the night I had so much doubt in my mind He spreads his wings with such irony Something so cruel makes something so free Please come soon, Lord knows I want you to come Home is a relative term, sometimes hope is the same As help I've learned Home, home