G I'm sitting in the railway station. D/F# Dm6/F E Got a ticket for my destination. Am On a tour of one night stands F My suitcase and guitar in hand. G And every stop is neatly planned G - D7 G For a poet and a one-man band. G C Homeward Bound, G I wish I was, C Homeward Bound, G Am = G= F= C Home where my thought's escaping, G Am=G = F= C Home where my music's playing, G Am = G = F= C Home, where my love lies waiting D7 G 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 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. Silently for me.
Am G Hello darkness, my old friend, G Am I've come to talk with you again, Am - C F - C Because a vision softly creeping, C F - C - C Left its seeds while I was sleeping, F F C And the vision that was planted in my brain C - Am Still remains C - G - G Am Within The Sound Of Silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched The Sound Of Silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb The Sound Of Silence. "Fools" said I, "you do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, (--) And echoed in the wells of silence. And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the signs said: "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in The Sound Of Silence.