Prodigal Man – Chris Finn



Chris Finn–Story Source

Will Foote– Sherpa, Lead Vocal
Prodigal Man
 
Chris Finn remembers his uncle’s homecoming after a sojourn not unlike that told in the Prodigal Son parable.
 
I was seven years old
My dad and I
Went to the airport
Uncle Dave arrived
You were shrouded in mystery
Decorated in war
Disappeared to Las Vegas
 
You’re the prodigal man, appearing like a dream
From a prodigal world I’d never seen

He looked like my dad
Who was the good son
We walked in the house
Surprising everyone
Grandma’s hand on her chest
She fell in Grandpa’s arms
And said, my David, you’ve come home
 
You’re the prodigal man, appearing like a dream
From a prodigal world I’d never seen
 
He said it’s me, Mom, I’ve come home
A grown man had misbehaved
He found himself forgiven
I was frozen and amazed
 
You’re the prodigal man, appearing like a dream
From a prodigal world I’d never seen
 
There was a letter I wrote
Right before you died
Never opened
It didn’t get there in time
It’s in the casket with you
In the jacket you wore
It says I love you, in the letter
 

Alex Wilder– Vocals, Guitar, Bass
 
Produced by Alex Wilder
 
Sometimes a song evolves in a choral direction, as this one did for Malcolm. He found himself singing a choral refrain after each chorus. Alex named it the hymn version.


I was seven when my dad and I
Went to the airport and you arrived
You were decorated in war
And disappeared to Las Vegas
 
You’re the prodigal man in my family
From a prodigal world I’ve never seen
 
In this house, in this heart
Wherever you are, you are welcome
 
You looked like my dad, the good son
We got home and surprised everyone
Grandma’s hand flew to her heart
She said, “My David, you’ve come home”
 
You’re the prodigal man in my family
From a prodigal world I’ve never seen
 
In this house, in this heart
Wherever you are, you are welcome
 
You said, “It’s me, Mom, I’ve come home”
A grown man has misbehaved
And found himself forgiven
I was frozen with amazement
 
I wrote a letter right before you died
Never opened so they put it inside
In the jacket that you wore
When they laid you down to rest
 
You’re the prodigal man in my family
From a prodigal world I’ve never seen
 
In this house, in this heart
Wherever you are, you are welcome