Homeward Bound Paul Simon
I'm s[G]itting in a railway station,
Got a t[Bm]icket for my d[F]estina[E]tion[E7].
[Am]On a tour of one night stands,
My su[F]itcase and guitar in hand,
And ev[G]ery stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band.
I wish I w[G]as homeward bou[C]nd,
Ho[G]me, where my tho[C]ughts are 'scaping,
Ho[G]me, where my mu[C]sic's playing,
Ho[G]me, where my [Am]love lies waiting si[Am7]lently for m[D]e.
Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me,
The movies and the factories,
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be...
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.