Homeward

Originally called “Riding” (because the main guitar line reminded me of a horse leisurely clip-clopping away), it really is more about a yearning for a long lost home, making “Homeward” a better title.

This song was also written in England, Sussex (where I lived on and off for five years). It began with the riding guitar motion which then looked for and found the words to fit.

Homeward Originally called "Riding" (because the main guitar line reminded me of a horse leisurely clip-clopping away), it really is more about a yearning for a long lost home, making "Homeward" a better title. This song was also written in England, Sussex (where I lived on and off for five years).

The Words:

Free as a wind in my mind
and the sky that I find
in the laughter I hear
brings a new morning

Blue with the velvet of night
is the sight I let go
as I open my eyes
on this bright dawning

Yet, every step I take
is but another step away
and I wonder what to make
of most of what I see
throughout my day
throughout my day

Here among these distant lands I roam
over far and wide
and in and out of shadow
For all the light upon the road I chose
Still, in all

Oh, that I were home
Oh, that I were home
Oh, that I were home

Stars are the guides that I see
as I sail on my own
for my destiny
‘cross this dark ocean

But truth is the star I pursue
in a world that seems real
when I want it to
where I knew loving

Yet, every tack I take
is but another tack away
and I wonder what to make
of all these dreams I chase
throughout my day
throughout my day

led by voices
‘long the way
faintly calling
as I pray

Oh, that I were home
Oh, that I were home
Oh, that I were home

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