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Homeward Bound
Jericho Road Lyrics
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When the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
And the sky is clear and red.
When the summer's ceased its gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventure's lost its meaning,
Bind me not to the pasture,
Chain me not to the plow,
Set me free to find my calling,
And I'll return to you somehow.
If you find its me you're missing,
If you're hoping I'll return,
To your thoughts I'll soon be listening.
In the road, I'll stop and turn.
Then the wind will send me racing,
As my journey nears its end,
And the path I'll be retracing,
When I'm homeward bound again.
Bind me not to the pasture,
Chain me not to the plow,
Set me free to find my calling,
And I'll return to you somehow.
Bind me not to the pasture,
Chain me not to the plow,
Set me free to find my calling,
And I'll return to you somehow.
In the quiet misty morning,
As my journey nears its end,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
I'll be homeward bound again.
The lyrics to Jericho Road's song "Homeward Bound" describe the longing to return home after a long journey. The song opens with a peaceful image of a misty morning when the moon has set and the birds have stopped singing. The singer then reflects on the passing of time, suggesting that the summer has ended and the adventure has lost its meaning. However, the singer remains optimistic, noting that they will be "homeward bound in time."
The chorus of the song emphasizes the singer's desire for freedom and independence, asking not to be chained to the "pasture" or the "plow." The singer longs to find their calling and promises to return home once they have discovered it. The lyrics also suggest that the singer is aware of the longing of those left behind, reassuring them that they will soon be listening to their thoughts and will stop and turn when they hear their call.
The final verse of the song describes the wind picking up as the journey nears its end and the singer retraces their steps back to where they belong. The song captures the bittersweet feeling of leaving home to find oneself but ultimately returning to where one belongs.
Line by Line Meaning
In the quiet misty morning,
During the serene, foggy dawn,
When the moon has gone to bed,
When the moon has set and receded,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
As the birds' melodies come to an end,
And the sky is clear and red.
And the sky is a beautiful, clear shade of red.
When the summer's ceased its gleaming,
As the shine of summer has come to a halt,
When the corn is past its prime,
As the corn has completed its growth and development,
When adventure's lost its meaning,
When there is no longer any excitement or thrill in exploration,
I'll be homeward bound in time.
I'll eventually return home.
Bind me not to the pasture,
Do not confine me to one place,
Chain me not to the plow,
Do not restrict me from pursuing my true passions,
Set me free to find my calling,
Allow me to explore and discover my true purpose,
And I'll return to you somehow.
And I'll find my way back to you in some way.
If you find its me you're missing,
If you realize that it's me you're longing for,
If you're hoping I'll return,
If you're anticipating my homecoming,
To your thoughts I'll soon be listening.
I'll be paying attention to your wishes and desires.
In the road, I'll stop and turn.
I'll pause and redirect my path.
Then the wind will send me racing,
And then the wind will propel me forward,
As my journey nears its end,
As I approach the conclusion of my travels,
And the path I'll be retracing,
And I'll follow the same route as before,
When I'm homeward bound again.
When I'm making my way back home again.
Bind me not to the pasture,
Do not confine me to one place,
Chain me not to the plow,
Do not restrict me from pursuing my true passions,
Set me free to find my calling,
Allow me to explore and discover my true purpose,
And I'll return to you somehow.
And I'll find my way back to you in some way.
Bind me not to the pasture,
Do not confine me to one place,
Chain me not to the plow,
Do not restrict me from pursuing my true passions,
Set me free to find my calling,
Allow me to explore and discover my true purpose,
And I'll return to you somehow.
And I'll find my way back to you in some way.
In the quiet misty morning,
During the serene, foggy dawn,
As my journey nears its end,
As I near the conclusion of my travels,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
As the birds' melodies come to an end,
I'll be homeward bound again.
I'll be making my way back home once more.
Contributed by Jonathan J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.