Coming Home

Check on your love Check on your heart Make it tick and make it start Nothing's gonna change While we're still in this town And you can check on the time All you want It's still killing And it's still giving And it's still turning The wheels and the tide It just makes me so happy I'm coming home Throw me in the oven With the black, black coal Ground me like pepper Until I fill your hole Gotta tell you right now About my fear I don't need you to dance I don't need you to sing I don't need you tell me what has been I don't even need the answer from the wise It just makes me so happy I'm coming home We gotta keep moving on I'll be crying like a baby Before you're done Scratching at the door For the freedom run --- Coming Home - The Rifles