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Homeward Bound
Paul Simon |
I'm sitting in the railway station
got a ticket for my destination
mm, mm, mmm ...
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 endless stream of
cigarettes and magazines
mm, mm, mmm ...
and each town looks the same to me
the movies and the factories, and
every strangers face I see reminds me
that I long to be homeward bound
mm, 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
tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game, and pretend
mm, mm, mmm ...
all my words come back to me
in shades of mediocrity like
emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
silently for me
silently for me
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