You're free as felons Sound as a savage You'd be hungry in heaven But you're home You're as mild as a maelstrom Frugal as a feast And a hundred miles from harbor You are no one's to keep But you're home You're as subtle as a siren Heavy as heat I'm as humble as harvard Dry as a drink And we burn the coals back to fire again When you're home in my love You're a crooked constellation A tame or torrid tide And it don't matter where you're going When you're home And we burn the coals back to fire again When you're home in my love You're home in my love Home in my love