The distant country
My share of the estate
The poison
My stomach
Is filled with
Pig pods
No longer worthy
To be called your son
But Pappa runs to me
And in his arms
Around me he does throw
I been
The best robe
Rings and sandals
For my bloody feet
Bring on the fatted calf
And let all have a feast
This son of mine
Once was dead
But now is alive again
Sleeps
Tonight
As a dog returns
To his vomit
So I have run
I have set my affection on thee
The only one and
I turn my eyes from all
The worthless things and
I have set my affection on thee
The only one and oh
This son is done
The poison has been drained