Homeward Bound - Live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY - July 1970

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 a one-man band Homeward bound I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thought's escapin' Home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Every day'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 Homeward bound I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thought's escapin' Home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' 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 escapin' Home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Silently for me.