Well-fed son
You're still such a long way from home
You truly are your father's son
Crossed your heart and hoped for love
Come unravel, come undone
From every little honest fault haunting you
Wayward son
Tell me of your long haul roam
You were forlorn for so long
Know that I feel so alone without you
Be my guiding light
Tip-toe from its shine
Be my guiding light
Stray from me
Spring time minds circle me like
Satellites fall out of orbit fly
Into the sun please stay with...
Stray from me
Ironic how relief can be shaped as a strain
And how foolish to think that those eyes would never sense
The touch of fear by all the sons
The touch of fear inside my lungs
Flowerhead teach me, how should I feel?
As touching skin released the fear
So touch my skin, release my fear
And I stand here for you
'Cause I know that harming one is harming all and
Everybody's from somewhere and just now we're here
You're the one that forgot
You made me a refugee where I was born
What else poverty makes you?
Lose your home, your things
But maybe I deserved it
'Cause I'm no wee and sweet, no covered in blood and dust
Like you've helped the ones that are
The love we've got
It's real
It's fire
It's permanent sunshine
As a human am I capable of calling sin?
As a sinner I try to act like a man
I hear them sing
My faith in the hallways of dawn
The faint smell of raindrops dissolving thickens the air
A fixed preset of principles
A recipe for all my flaws
All stories have been told before paths have been walked
I can't accept the fact I failed at everything
Try to feel the outside of the heart
Prayers have been tearing us apart
They've been singing songs about you, about you
Try to feel the outside of the heart
Prayers have been tearing us apart
They've been singing songs
Stray from me, stray from me
Stray from me
Stay for me