I love to speak with Leonard
 He’s a sportsman and a shepherd
 He’s a lazy [bad word]  Living in a suit

But he does say what I tell him
 Even though it isn’t [bad word]  He just doesn’t have the freedom
 To refuse

He will speak these words of wisdom
 Like a sage, a man of vision
 Though he knows he’s really nothing
 But the brief elaboration of a tube

Going home
 Without my sorrow
 Going home
 Sometime tomorrow
 Going home
 To where it’s better
 Than before

Going home
 Without my burden
 Going home
 Behind the curtain

Going home
 Without the costume
 That I wore

He wants to write a love song
 An anthem of forgiving
 manual for living with defeat

cry above the suffering
 sacrifice recovering
 But that isn’t what I need him
 [bad word] 
I want to make him certain
 That he doesn’t have a burden
 That he doesn’t need a vision
 That he only has permission
 To do my instant bidding
 Which is to SAY what I have told him
 To repeat

Going home…

I love to speak with Leonard
 He’s a sportsman and a shepherd
 He’s a lazy [bad word]  Living in a suit