Texty: Simon And Garfunkel. Live 1969. Homeward Bound.

I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and 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

Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be

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

Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony, I need someone to comfort me

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
Silently for me