Prodigal

Mother and father, sister and friend
 It's not that I embrace the end
 It's simply that I feel too deeply
 Towards what I see around me
 But this is not escape
 This is my way
 Oh father, mother I find
 The people here are so unkind
 And strangers trample blindly
 They've lost all common courtesy
 But this is not escape
 This is my way
 When I was a child I knew I'd never die
 Like an unknown god watching through my eyes
 And I was strange and I was old
 I watched the future past unfold
 Their toys are getting complicated
 But no one's any brighter
 More doors are locked and bolted
 But no one's any wiser
 Oh brother, sister I see
 You are not happier that me
 But you will all pretend to be
 To prove there's something wrong with me
 But this is not escape
 This is my way
 And I may or may not change