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Prodigal Son

Fred Hammond

The Spirit of David

1996

would hide my sins
And even though you take the past far away from me
Could this be a change to have my place in You again
Speak clear to me Lord that my

like megacities bleached so hold the photos
Above flood water in boats fleeing your homes
Fate sealed by the ignorance of older voters
Continued by

the cracks, we see the stars
Guiding us home, no matter how far
Shattered glass hearts, reflecting the light
Of hope and possibility in the darkest night
Though

Austin from a Silicon Valley to an alley of girls with silicon tits
Shit wait
I mean silicone
I'm a saint
Only when I get superdome
It feels like I'm far

changed when they took away all the traces
The shock came when they went ahead and knocked down all the places
Now I'm looking at maps from 1954
It's

and stayed about another year

I guess I'll never see that line again, from the Crompton train

Wish there was some way I could turn away
Take a train to some

was moving too fast far away from my goals
Turning down a certain path where it only gets colder
So don't you get lost now
All those nights I felt all

from
Still I gotta know I ain't regular, look how far I come
Boy, I'm really him, I was running from the facts
It's either you embrace it

me what humanity was not far from
And just before I closed my eyes for my own eternal rest
I knew I had been warned by the one living death
And then I

from the light,
I feel so far from who I was with no strength to fight,
Can't say for sure if I'll be alright? 
But then my eyes start to focus now that

the smoke on my breath loud
Self doubt had me running away from success
Learned a lot on the corner of Norfolk and Sussex
Had disputes with friends that I'll

the bad sad old smuggler-song
Which sounds to our ears so strong

Oh poor smuggler-boy so far away from home you make mistakes enough
But that's good for

lock the door, and walk away
From everything that we ever had
Hey whiskey was it me or her
Was there any way we could've made this work 
Will she come

on you, my story is far from being done
We can sit here and keep going back and forth
You must be forgetting the reason we're even arguing for
Self

Then went to culinary school and learnt to roast rappers
Either way, I'm killing any one in the way
Making them step away every step of the way
I'm from

Born in the Ghetto and this is the scene
Far from the jungle but looked at the same
Animals beast high on them trees Hustle to eat and
They pray

to learn To cope wit
Back to the wall
Stood tall 
The mob  
Got on hoe shit
This shit got me back focused 
Far from a novice
Baby mama drama 
Calling me

pretty face
Because you are so far away
From the monster I became
And I know that you hate
That I destroyed everything we made
And I know that you hate

the impossible, and then I did it twice
Young!

Young HO, fresh from Italy
Trip financed by my best ability
Same one helped me in extra realty
For my mom, for my

The Distance

Communic

Conspiracy in Mind

2005

Two pieces of one kind we live our separated life's
One hundred miles are not so far away
In spite the map of our world
A planet with so many good

You said that you don't want me to be up in your life
Oh
I said that you need to stay here just right by my side
You said you just wanna go back home

my own?
What can these hands ever really hold?
You say you love me and I know, I know
But it's hard to be so far from home
Wish your words would melt

as long as I carry a clear mind wherever I roam
Ghosts bright blue chrome lift me up and take me over these buildings of stone
Far away from the twilight

Looking back, when we were young
Running wild, countryside
Far from home, long lost road
Train goes by, cloudy sky

Whispers, from the old lighthouse