The Prodigal

Oh wondrous, is this surrounding
Where gravity releases me so that I may stay beneath?

Ocean blue, am I really what you seek?
Another nameless sailor's ghost lost to the sea?

Oh, what have I become?
A prodigal son?
A mouth without a word to say?
A question begging for an answer?

Open my eyes to
See the crystal blue
In the depths, you were still there

Oh, what have I become?
A prodigal son?
A mouth without a word to say?
When all is said and done
Will I reap what I've sown?



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Matthew Scarpelli, Aaron Pauley, Chance Medeiros, Scott Daby, Mike Wellnitz
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