Thursday, June 4, 2009

prodigal me

(V1)
brother forget what we said and regret
the time that we fell through the wall
brother regret that we don't talk
don't know each other at all

and i'll pull the knife from my side

i'll pull your lamb from the slaughter
and i'll add this to list of things
that i keep from your daughter

(Chorus)
with the streetlight kiss and the burn in her lips
and the things i don't say will stay that way
and i'll tell Father it's not His fault

the machine that i'm speaking to
will run out of tape soon
but with what little room i'll say
when you get to heaven be sure to call

(V2)
brother come home and we'll run down the road
past the gate and we will embrace
Father's ring on your finger, His robe on your back
and we'll celebrate
and i won't complain, nor hesitate to let you hold your child
with a smile her face, sorrows erase
we've missed you all the while

(Ch.)
with the streetlight kiss and the burn in her lips
and the things i don't say will stay that way
and i'll tell Father it's not His fault

the machine that i'm speaking to
will run out of tape soon
but with what little room i'll say
when you get to heaven be sure to call

(Ch. part two)
are we satellite hearts
are we just falling stars
i don't know where you are and i don't need
to give you my reasons just thought i'd call

so consider this Icarus,
visceral wishing that you would just come down
not every angel has to fall...

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