Prodigal Shadow

Born in the foothills, raised on the Bible,

A farm boy who knew every hymn and verse.

Mama said, "Son, life is about survival,"

But it all turned dark, nothing could be worse.

The hunger and sin, they crept like a shadow,

Whiskey and women, a devil's delight.

Once a believer, now lost in the hollow,

Spent every night under neon lights.

Oh, Prodigal Son, where did you wander?

Lost in the night, forsaking the day.

All of those dreams now torn asunder,

Can you find your way, can you find your way?

Eyes full of sorrow, heart full of trouble,

Smoke-filled rooms and a mind filled with haze.

Chasing the dragon, life burst like a bubble,

Prayers from the past felt like a maze.

Hands stained with guilt, soul dark and weary,

Empty bottles and regrets in a row.

The angels above, their songs now so eerie,

Try to remember the God's love I know.

Oh, Prodigal Son, where did you wander?

Lost in the night, forsaking the day.

All of those dreams now torn asunder,

Can you find your way, can you find your way?