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 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 The movies and the factories And every stranger’s face I see Remind 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

Sparrow

Who will love a little Sparrow Who’s traveled far and cries for rest? "Not I," said the Oak Tree "I won’t share my branches with no sparrow’s nest And my blanket of leaves won’t warm her old breast" Who will love a little Sparrow And who will speak a kindly word? "Not I," said the Swan "The entire idea is utterly absurd I’d be laughed at and scorned if the other Swans heard" And who will take pity in his heart, And who will feed a starving Sparrow? "Not I," said the Golden Wheat "I would if I could, but I cannot, I know I need all my grain to prosper and grow" Who will love a little Sparrow? Will no one write her eulogy? "I will, " said the Earth "For all I’ve created returns unto me From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be"