Electronic - Prodigal Son (Two Lonesome Swordsmen) lyrics

You may be a star in your own mind But you're greatly deluded in my mine I heard reports that you drink And you take d** most of the time And that your life is in danger And that you were involved in a crime Is it over? Is it over? Will you come home now? Is it over? Is it over? Don't you let me down You're the architect of your own excess Join the queue at the start of the line In a wilderness with an empty sky The clouds are gone and the dessert is dry The prodigal son is returning He shouldn't be walking the streets They tell me that children are starving He's got everything that he needs Is it over? Is it over? Will you come home now? Is it over? Is it over? Is it over now? Won't you come home now? Won't you come home now? Won't you come home now? Won't you come, won't you come home? Won't you come home now? Won't you come home now? Won't you come home now? Won't you come, won't you come home?