[INTRO] [SPOKEN] They say the Prodigal came home young… But what if the road takes a lifetime? Left at 15 — back at 48. Broken, wiser, but finally found. T.Y.S.O.N "Let It Go!" [VERSE 1] Born into music but harmony was hard to find Like Ike & Tina — passion mixed with pain inside Four years old when the house divided, went their separate ways Mom met someone new, moved us through country days Shropshire hills, top of the class, different from the rest Then life shifted again — city heat and concrete tests 80s Birmingham, thrown into the ghetto streets Mocked for my accent, felt the coldness of defeat Then I met her — stood beside me on the block "Don't be a victim," she said "stand tall and don't stop" Left home at 15, raising myself in the wild Growing up too fast — a man inside a child. [CHORUS] Walked a long road, wound around the mountain many times Lost my way, found a way, lost it all and then I climbed Three times I built it up, three times watched it fall But the Father saw me coming before I called Prodigal returns — not a boy but a man Every scar a story, every tear a plan At 48 years old I finally understand I wasn't lost — I was just being planned! [VERSE 2] Got out the streets, raised my children the best I knew Walked with the Saviour — thought my old life was through But the enemy waits, and I drifted from the path Built another family, thought I found the aftermath Thirteen years together, then right before the ring She walked away, slandered my name in everything Privilege as a weapon, tried to drag me down But God said "I'm your Defender — I wear your crown" Cleared my name, stood my ground, kept my heart intact Then my first love went home suddenly — and the impact Left me with eight children standing in the rain Three times I lost everything I tried to gain Music faded, went quiet, put my dreams on the shelf But in my emptiness — I found Himself [CHORUS] Walked a long road, wound around the mountain many times Lost my way, found a way, lost it all and then I climbed Three times I built it up, three times watched it fall But the Father saw me coming before I called Prodigal returns — not a boy but a man Every scar a story, every tear a plan At 48 years old I finally understand I wasn't lost — I was just being planned! [VERSE 3] My father had his battles, locked up for a crime of passion The world judged him harshly but God shows compassion Parents loved me in their way, even when we didn't see eye They showed me what NOT to be — that's how I learned to fly Gave up on my dreams but God said "it's not over yet" He restored my purpose — I owe Him every debt Started over, yielded all, gave Him every piece ("T.Y.S.O.N") was born — Truth Yielding Servant on His knees Not my will but Yours — that's the song I sing now Forty-eight years wandering — I finally know how To trust, to rest, to let Him lead the way The best years of my life are not behind me — they're today! [BRIDGE] [Spoken] It doesn't matter how long you were gone. What matters is that you turned around. Joel 2:25 — "I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten." That promise? It's for you. Right now. [CHORUS] [Triumphant] Walked a long road, wound around the mountain many times Lost my way, found a way, lost it all and then I climbed Three times I built it up, three times watched it fall But the Father saw me coming before I called Prodigal returns — not a boy but a man Every scar a story, every tear a plan At 48 years old I finally understand I wasn't lost — I was just being planned! [OUTRO] Your past isn't a mistake. It's your testimony. ("T.Y.S.O.N") Truth Yielding Servant Of a Nazarene. The best is yet to come. [END]
