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								I'm sitting in a 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. 
								
								
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								Homeward bound, I wish I 
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								Homeward bound 
								Home..where my thought's escaping, 
								Home..where my music's playing, 
								Home..where my love lies waiting silently for 
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								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. 
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								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, and 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. 
								
								
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								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. 
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