Apologies to Simon and Garfunkel and Anglicans everywhere.

Romeward Bound

We’re splitting like a Balkan nation
Can’t take more of this deep frustration
Heresy I cannot stand, my rosary and cross in hand.
Unity discretely planned by the Holy Spirit and His man

Romeward bound,
I wish I was,
Romeward bound,
Rome where TAC’s escaping,
Rome where fear’s allaying,
Rome where my Lord lies waiting
Patiently for me.

Ev’ry day’s an endless stream
Of women priests and gay mass themes.
I want to keep my liturgy, smells bells and married priests
Now the Pope’s generosity, reminds me that I long to be

Romeward bound,
I wish I was,
Romeward bound,
Rome where TAC’s escaping,
Rome where fear’s allaying,
Rome where my Lord lies waiting
Patiently for me.

Tonight I’ll sing my songs again,
I’ll play the game and pretend.
But all my words fall short to Thee, Who desires visible unity.
No more disharmony, I need a Church to stand by me.

Romeward bound,
I wish I was,
Romeward bound,
Rome where TAC’s escaping,
Rome where fear’s allaying,
Rome where my Lord lies waiting
Patiently for me.
Patiently for me.