Paul McLaughlin
Home
Rounding a bend
near a fork set in the road
nearing an end
with an unfamiliar load
when I'm not sure where is here
when I'm next and nowhere near
then I'm wandering back home
when I'm not sure how I got
so far from forget me not
then I'm wandering back home

Once in awhile
I feel distant and unheard
building a smile
all upon one word
and when I'm not sure where is here
when I'm next and nowhere near
I am fearless in the light
from a window in the night
I am wandering back home

Home
Guitar and vocal recorded together to get the feel of the song despite sound quality issues, and then other tracks added; mellow sound, maybe light jazz feel; maybe a sax or other horn soloing at the end
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