Lincoln Durham - Ballad Of A Prodigal Son | Текст песни

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• Lincoln Durham
• Ballad Of A Prodigal Son

Father don't you recognize your own kin? • It's been a lifetime, or maybe two • My hair is longer, and my face drawn thin • From years of searchin' for the truth • Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa • In the valley of the bones • Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa • They're gonna rise up and head on home • We all wander through this shattered old world • Gettin' more glass in our feet • Leavin' bloody tracks everywhere we turn • Like a morbid hide-and-go-seek • Chorus Repeat • Two plus two ain't always four • And sometimes black ends up white • There's a million shades of gray in between • When you manage to shed a little light • Chorus Repeat • I've been in every patchwork revival tent from here to yon • So brothers don't you recognize your own kin? • I have returned like a prodigal son

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