Father don't you recognize your own kin?
It's been a lifetime, or maybe two
My hair is longer, and my face drawn thin
From years of searchin' for the truth
Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa
In the valley of the bones
Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa
They're gonna rise up and head on home
We all wander through this shattered old world
Gettin' more glass in our feet
Leavin' b***** tracks everywhere we turn
Like a morbid hide-and-go-seek
Chorus Repeat
Two plus two ain't always four
And sometimes black ends up White
There's a million shades of gray in between
When you manage to shed a little light
Chorus Repeat
I've been in every patchwork revival tent from here to yon
So brothers don't you recognize your own kin?
I have returned like a prodigal son
It's been a lifetime, or maybe two
My hair is longer, and my face drawn thin
From years of searchin' for the truth
Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa
In the valley of the bones
Whoa-oa-oa-a-oa-oa-oa
They're gonna rise up and head on home
We all wander through this shattered old world
Gettin' more glass in our feet
Leavin' b***** tracks everywhere we turn
Like a morbid hide-and-go-seek
Chorus Repeat
Two plus two ain't always four
And sometimes black ends up White
There's a million shades of gray in between
When you manage to shed a little light
Chorus Repeat
I've been in every patchwork revival tent from here to yon
So brothers don't you recognize your own kin?
I have returned like a prodigal son