Prodigal

Mother and Father, Sister and friend

It's not that I embrace the end

It's simply that I feel too deeply

Towards what I see around me

But this is not escape

This is my way

Oh Father, Mother I find

The people here are so unkind

And strangers trample blindly

They've lost all common courtesy

This is not escape

This is my way

When I was a child I knew I'd never die

Like an unknown god that was watching through my eyes

And I was strange and I was old

Watched the future past unfold

Their toys are getting complicated

But no one's any brighter

More doors are locked and bolted

But no one's any stronger

Oh Brother, Sister I see

You are not happier than me

But you will all pretend to be

To prove there's something wrong with me

But this is not escape

This is my way

And I may or may not change