Questions without answers

Hey boy, why you on the run?
He boy, come into the sun

I remember when I caught you in the doorway
I asked you “where you going with such haste?”
You told me you had questions without answers
And now I see you running into waste

I don’t know where you looked to find conclusions
But answers never come where you expect
And now that your inheritance is squandered
I beg that it might cause you to reflect

Hey boy, why you on the run?
He boy, come into the sun

I pray because I miss you in the morning
I hope you find some wisdom on the way
You know that our old father has been calling
He stands outside the door and calls your name

Hey boy, why you on the run?
He boy, come into the sun
Hey man, you ain’t got the right
Listen to me son, 
This concerns your life

And now I see you there off in the distance
Poorer than the man I ever knew
But by your looks I know that you come freely
Brother I am glad, you made it through

Hey boy, come home!   X3


 

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