More Than Just a Prodigal

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My memories are dim and few
But they are all I have of you
For you were too busy forgetting yourself
You drank late nights and ate booze
As if you had been forced to choose
Between your sanity and your health
And I, perfect angel that I was
Watched all this with hateful disgust
As if you were the blight of our family
You never did fit in too well
For they tried to scare you out of hell
Instead of into what you could be

I wish desperately to know you
For though I could never prove it
My connection to you runs painfully deep
And though I never know what to say
I cry for you most every day
For you are more than just a prodigal to me

I remember when you pierced your ear
And put Kool-Aid in your hair
I see why you outwardly rebelled
Dad wouldn't let me pierce my nose
'Cause it's against some holy dress code
But it would have eased the pain I felt
I share your loathing for the church
But the idea I hate the worst
Is the thought that they could've saved you
I know they're full of two-faced shit
But God is not a hypocrite
So give him the chance he gave you

My memories are dim and few
But they are all I have of you
For you were too busy forgetting yourself
You drank late nights and ate booze
As if you had been forced to choose
Between your sanity and your health
And I, perfect angel that I was
Watched all this with hateful disgust
As if you were the blight of our family
You never did fit in too well
For they tried to scare you out of hell
Instead of into what you could be

I wish desperately to know you
For though I could never prove it
My connection to you runs painfully deep
And though I never know what to say
I cry for you most every day
For you are more than just a prodigal to me

You don't have to become a preacher
You don't have to even convert
Just come home

My memories are dim and few
But they are all I have of you
For you were too busy forgetting yourself
You drank late nights and ate booze
As if you had been forced to choose
Between your sanity and your health
And I, perfect angel that I was
Watched all this with hateful disgust
As if you were the blight of our family
You never did fit in too well
For they tried to scare you out of hell
Instead of into what you could be

I wish desperately to know you
For though I could never prove it
My connection to you runs painfully deep
And though I never know what to say
I cry for you most every day
For you are more than just a prodigal to me

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from A History of Sleepwalking, released November 27, 2007
Music and lyrics by Jana Fisher.
Produced by Jana Fisher.

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