Prodigal Son Songtext
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Prodigal Son Songtext
Caught up in the violence
Cloaked in silent secrecy
You are a taker
But life is not your own you see
In anger you′ve blundered
Torn your soul asunder
Burning the bridge as you run
You're the prodigal son
You are a cyclone blowing
But it′s you that you're destroying
Dreams and wishes fade away
You've sold your soul for one more day
Acting without reason
But all things have their season
You are headed for disaster
Now decide who′ll be your master
Tumbling down, blind is your fight
Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
Weaving a web of such extremes
As you shout in the dark
There′s no one to hear as you scream
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Prodigal son
Prodigal run
Acting without conscience
This could be your last chance
Break the shackles turn it over
Soon your life is over
It's over, it′s over, over
Tumbling down, blind is your flight
Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
Weaving a web of such extremes
As you shout in the dark
There's no one to hear as you scream
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Prodigal son
Prodigal run
Your time is running out
You cannot deny, your truth is a lie
But remember this, descend the abyss
Will you come back to me?
Will you come back to me my son?
From yourself you can′t run
You cry in the dark and I hear you scream.
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Come back to me!
Prodigal son, what have you done?
Can't hide from destiny
Prodigal son
Your time is running out
Prodigal son, what have you done?
Cloaked in silent secrecy
You are a taker
But life is not your own you see
In anger you′ve blundered
Torn your soul asunder
Burning the bridge as you run
You're the prodigal son
You are a cyclone blowing
But it′s you that you're destroying
Dreams and wishes fade away
You've sold your soul for one more day
Acting without reason
But all things have their season
You are headed for disaster
Now decide who′ll be your master
Tumbling down, blind is your fight
Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
Weaving a web of such extremes
As you shout in the dark
There′s no one to hear as you scream
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Prodigal son
Prodigal run
Acting without conscience
This could be your last chance
Break the shackles turn it over
Soon your life is over
It's over, it′s over, over
Tumbling down, blind is your flight
Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
Weaving a web of such extremes
As you shout in the dark
There's no one to hear as you scream
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Prodigal son
Prodigal run
Your time is running out
You cannot deny, your truth is a lie
But remember this, descend the abyss
Will you come back to me?
Will you come back to me my son?
From yourself you can′t run
You cry in the dark and I hear you scream.
Prodigal son
What have you done?
Come back to me!
Prodigal son, what have you done?
Can't hide from destiny
Prodigal son
Your time is running out
Prodigal son, what have you done?
Writer(s): Albert Edwin Wells, Veronica Janette Freeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com