The Ties Behind is a rock song with a classic rock flavor.
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A father's heart so full and wide,
Two sons under the same sky,
The younger dreams of distant lands,
Begs for his share with open hands.
The fields stretch far, the road unwinds,
But every step pulls at the ties behind.
Oh, wandering soul, the night grows cold,
Riches fade like morning dew,
Turn your eyes to the waiting fold,
Where grace is calling back to you.
In wild feasts and empty thrills,
The fortune slips through careless will,
Hunger bites in a stranger's sty,
Memories whisper, "Father, why?"
Oh, broken child, the dawn breaks slow,
Shadows lift from the path you knew,
Hear the mercy in the wind that blows,
Where love is running back to you.
Dust on the road, a humble plea,
"I'm not worthy, make me free,"
Robes and rings, the feast is spread,
Lost was found, the prodigal led.
Oh, restored heir, the table's set,
Joy erupts in the home you fled,
No more chains, no more regret,
In boundless love, you're raised from dead.
In boundless love, you're raised from dead.
In boundless love, you're raised from dead.
In boundless love, you're raised from dead.
©2025 Hugh Mungus