From the recording Follow Me Home
We usually think of "home" as somewhere we venture off from - I began to think of it as a place we are always moving towards.
Lyrics
GONNA GO TO THE RAILWAY STATION
I GOTTA TO MOVE JUST TO GET THINGS CLEAR
I PUT A COIN IN A SILVER CUP
FAR AWAY FROM HERE.
I GOT A CANE WITH A SNAKESKIN HANDLE
I GOT A HAT WITH A FEATHER IN THE BRIM
I’M GONNA FIND ME A LEATHER CASE
TO PUT MY GUITAR IN.
IT’S HIGH TIME THAT I MADE A MOVE
THIS WEST COAST TOWN HAS LOST ITS GROOVE
WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN AT THE END OF THE DAY
QUIT MY JOB AND I’M ON MY WAY.
I’M ROLLING, LIKE A STONE
WHY DON’T YOU FOLLOW ME HOME.
THERE’S A GIRL WITH A BRIGHT RED DRESS ON
I SAW HER FROM THE CORNER OF MY EYE
IN HER HANDS WAS A WOUNDED BIRD
JUST ABOUT TO DIE.
AS A TEAR ROLLED DOWN HER FACE
I KNOW I GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS PLACE
MAYBE SHE MIGHT ACCOMPANY ME
MAYBE I AM ABOUT TO BE FREE.
I’M ROLLING, LIKE A STONE
WHY DON’T YOU, FOLLOW ME HOME.
I’M LOOKING FOR A HOMEWARD ANGEL
FLYING HIGH ABOVE THE TREES
AIN’T NOTHING BUT A SMOKESTACK SKY
AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
I’M ROLLING, LIKE A STONE
WHY DON’T YOU, FOLLOW ME HOME.