"Not many songs are written from the perspective of someone who is ready to die. Our culture tends to shy away from the topic; perhaps since we are all heading there and we can't do a damn thing to change it we spend hours obsessing over its inevitability versus the alternative of being genuinely present; to acknowledge and appreciate what is right in front of us, good or bad rather than wile away the hours worrying about what hasn't happened. When you have lived 'a life' and arrived at a place where you know it's time; it can be peaceful; even liberating. This is what I realized after having had some remarkable conversations; knowing that once I leave the room, I may not see them ever again. So this song came out of me after such a conversation. 

As with life, I find myself doing the coulda-woulda-shoulda thing all too frequently. But when I put headphones on and listen to this song it sets me on the right path again. To think what an incredible thing it is to have made it that far ( at 83 or whatever it may be ) with all the trials and tribulations along the way. 
If you well up listening to 'Heading Home' then it has done its job. I did not write this to make people sad. I wrote it for a gent that I got to know over years who recently passed. He had accepted his imminent fate but also spoke some brutal truths with a glint and a grin. I was able to sit with him for one final scotch and great chin wag" - wiL