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?