Homeward Bound

I'm sittin' in the railway station got a ticket for a destination

On a tour of one night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand

And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one man band

Homeward bound I wish I was homeward bound

Home where my thought's escaping home where my music's playing

Home where my love lies waiting silently for me

Every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines

And each town looks the same to me for movies and the factories

And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be

Homeward bound...

But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity

Like emptiness and harmony I need someone to comfort me

Homeward bound...