Coming Home

Trippin’ ’round the freakshows
Hangin’ with the knights
The voodoo people hold my palms
And they, they read my life

Sweatin’ through the deep South
And I shiver in the North
The East, it led me nowhere
And the West, it was lost

Found it in a bottle
When the needles winked their eyes
The doctors said they got it
But they, they all told me lies

Lookin’ for the girl called Mercy
Searchin’ for the man called Hope
Lookin’ for the way to take me
Lookin’ for the way

Sittin’ at the train station
Starin’ at the tracks
Wonderin’ “Is this the one?
The one that leads me back”

Livin’ at the bus stops
Tryin’ to read the signs
The jabber of homeless boys
And the emptiness of our lives

I thought I found it in a bottle
When the needle winked its eye
The girls, they said they got it
But they, they all told me lies

Lookin’ for the girl called Mercy
Searchin’ for the man called Hope
Ah, it’s been a long time coming, babe
But I’m coming

And I’m coming home
Open up your door
I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home

Unlike any mother’s child
I did not plan for a fight
It seems sometimes it will find you
And it will look you in the eyes

Yeah, I tried to stare it down
Call its bluff, but it called mine
So, I took to my heels and I ran
I’ve been runnin’ all my life

I’m coming home
Open up the door
I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home
Open up the door
I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home
Open up your door
I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home
Open up your door
I’m coming home
Open up the door

I’m coming home