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Music


Weʼre guessing you love to listen to music as much as we do. Thatʼs why weʼve corralled this story into catchy tunes, thoughtful wordplay, instrumental hooks, and bold performances. And no one needs to tell you how to listen to music. You do it all the time, and you know the volume, surroundings, body position, and sonic delivery method that suits you best. So go to it.

Youʼll soon notice Prodigal God – The Album offers a different listening experience than you might be used to.

First, thereʼs the story. Youʼll sense that each song means a bit more than the last one did, and youʼll feel the slight inclination to listen to the next one because youʼll want to know what happens next. The album was designed to be taken in as a single continuous experience – with an act break to grab a candy bar and a coffee before you pop the second CD in. Since the story is broken up in self-contained songs, you’re free to listen to it however you want. Or hit the shuffle and see what that does for you.

Second, most pop projects do not offer such a diversity of voices. Within the first 5 songs you’ll hear 7 different singers, each with their own unique sound. This eclecticism comes out of character and creates a sense of increasing tension and complexity which, if we’ve done our job well, rises till the very end of disk two. As relationships are being explored, tested and stressed, you’ll find yourself perceiving new layers to the story and relating to different points of view upon multiple listens.

Third, the score offers a wasteful extravagance of musical styles. Ron Kenoly offers his trademark crackly R&B depths, with a playful horn section thrown in. MARIKA and Colin Janz make pop sparks fly, each with their own very personal sound. There are geographical shifts in the story which inspired certain choices. Thanks to Boris Sichon, you’ll catch a middle eastern flare. Instrument combinations help tell the story, so you might notice the score going retro in multiple directions as best suits the moment. In the words of one friend, the electric guitar solos may earn us metal points.

The last distinctive of this album lies in the story gaps between the songs. Weʼve crafted the show so that the songs get you most of the way there, emotionally speaking. And yet there are pivotal moments between songs which are entirely missing on the recording: dialogue scenes, monologues, fights, and dance breaks. Listening to the album might feel like working a big jigsaw puzzle.

In short, itʼs a musical. For those used to cast recordings, youʼll know what to do and when to do it. For others, this might be a first. And hopefully not a last. Welcome to the prodigal world.

Music


Story Synopsis


We begin with the arrival of an infant girl to the middle eastern town of Provision. The motherʼs dying wish, as conveyed by a veiled messenger, is for the child to be given a home. In his hands, that famous parableʼs Elder Son holds the motherʼs letter, the fate of the infant, and the fate of the infantʼs father, his own infamous brother.

This is not the storyʼs beginning, of course. The trouble began some three years earlier on the eve of the Younger Sonʼs 18th birthday. Itʼs the Elder Son who has the most to lose when little brother asks, impetuously and without precedent, for their father to settle his sizeable estate while the Father is alive and in his prime. In the modern west where 18- year-olds often require the sum of their inheritance up front in the form of university tuition, itʼs hard to appreciate how audacious such a request was in that time and place – even worthy of punishment. The Father tops his sonʼs audacity by saying yes, scandalizing the civic and religious leaders of the town. Upon liquidating his portion of the inheritance, the Younger Son is run out of provision. The Elder Son heads a mob of townsfolk, damning his brother to hell and cursing him never to return.

Defiantly and gleefully, the Younger Son sets off on a wild adventure. He stumbles upon a caravan to Egypt, and meets the Young Woman, a trader who woos him on a spending spree. The Young Woman is so winning and the Younger Son so easily won that their feisty affection for each other moves beyond good customer relations. In his bravado and naivete, the Younger Son seeks to rescue the Young Woman from what appears to him to be a slave- like existence. In order to do so, he must face off with her owner and master, the Uncle.

The Elder Son and the town of provision are greatly altered by the Younger Sonʼs parting and the subsequent famine. The Father holds out hope for renewed fortune for Provision, but the Elder Son and members of the town have succumbed to cynicism and despair. Meanwhile, the abandoned Young Woman discovers that she is with child and contemplates her own life and the likely ill fate of another one like her. Having met his match in the Uncle, the Younger Son lands in a prison camp. He makes a break, barely escaping with his life, and heads for home.

In perhaps the best-known moment of the parable, the Younger Son makes his way past the Elder Son, at work in the drought-ravaged fields, to find his fatherʼs ecstatic embrace. The Father runs out ahead of the outraged townsfolk who charge with sticks to block the banished young man from reentry. The Fatherʼs acceptance of his somewhat contrite, still conniving son is not a private, sentimental act, but a fiery, public vindication of his magnanimous love for his children. Rather than grant the sonʼs request to be a paid servant, the Father throws a homecoming party. The Townsfolk relent in celebration of their beloved neʼer-do- well.

The original parable ends abruptly, and incompletely, outside the festivities after the Elder Son returns from a futile dayʼs labor. The Father entreats him to come into the party. What follows instead is the Elder Sonʼs rageful tirade against his father, the town, and the God he holds responsible for his unjust and bitter fate.

Some months after the return of the younger son follows the infant girl delivered by the Messenger, who later that evening abandons the child to her fate. Will the Elder Son, now the master of his fatherʼs house, take in the child – the fruit of his brotherʼs prodigal journey? Or will he refuse mercy and get his final, religiously justifiable revenge? A final showdown with his brother leads him to confront his own terrorized and murderous heart. The final minutes of the play hold surprises for the Elder Son (and the audience), as he embraces his own storyʼs unexpected and happy ending.


Music


The Musicians


MUSIC by Brian Doerksen
LYRICS by Brian Doerksen and Christopher Greco
ADDITIONAL MUSIC by Christopher Greco, Philip Janz and Brian Thiessen
PRODUCED by Philip Janz & Brian Thiessen for Authentic Productions
ARRANGED by Philip Janz, Brian Thiessen, Brian Doerksen and Christopher Greco
CHOIR ARRANGEMENTS by Christopher Greco
SONGS RECORDED, MIXED and MASTERED by Philip Janz at Hi Tyme Studios, Mission, Canada$ Ron Kenolyʼs vocal recorded by Carlson Barros at Harvest Studio in Orlando, Florida, USA SCRIPT by Christopher Greco






ACT ONE




A Father’s Love


Drums: Calum Rees
Fretless Bass: Peter Davyduck
Martin & Olson Acoustic, Gretsch Electric: Brian Thiessen
Duduk, Ocarina, Big Remo Drum, Dulcimer: Boris Sichon
Keyboards: Philip Janz
“TheYoungWoman”vocal: Marika
“The Elder Son” narration: Brian Doerksen




Little Brother


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass: Matt Weeks
J45 Acoustic, Strat/Tele/Gretsch Guitars: Brian Thiessen
Keyboards: Philip Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal and narration: Brian Doerksen




Two Sons


Drums: CalumRees Bass, Trumpet & Trombone:Matt Weeks
Rhythm Stick, Banjo, Duncan & Martin Acoustic, Nylon, Tele/Les Paul/Strat Electric Guitars: Brian Thiessen
Mandolin, Violin, Bouzouki: Spencer Capier
Whistle, percussive toys, Zylophone, Trombone :Boris Sichon
Keyboards, Tamborine, BGV’s: Philip Janz
“The Rabbi” vocal: Christopher Greco
“The Servant’s Daughter” vocal: LoraleeThiessen
“The Servant” vocal: Crystal Hicks
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen





Extravagantly


Drums: Calum Rees
Electric Upright Bass: Matt Weeks
Martin & Olson Acoustic, Les Paul Electric, Nylon: Brian Thiessen
Bouzouki: Spencer Capier
Didgeridoo, Swedish Flute, Nuts, Shaker: Boris Sichon
Keyboards, “CP-80”, “Kena Flute” programming: Philip Janz
“The Father” vocal: Ron Kenoly
“The Younger Son” narration: Colin Janz
Hi Vocalization:Philip Janz





Who needs a plan


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Duncan & Olson Acoustic, Electric Guitars, Danelectro: Brian Thiessen
Chair, Cajon, Djembe, Shaker, Dumbek: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal and narration: Colin Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal and narration: Brian Doerksen





The Parting


“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen
String Programming: Philip Janz




Why am I leaving


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
Olson & J45 Acoustic, Les Paul Electric: Brian Thiessen
Mandolin: Spencer Capier
Chekeré: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal and narration: Colin Janz
“The Servant” vocal: Crystal Hicks
“The Servant’s Daughter” vocal: Loralee Thiessen
“The Father” vocal: Ron Kenoly
“The Elder Son” vocal:Brian Doerksen
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen





Prodigal Son


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
“Wood” Percussion, Gretsch & Tele Electric: Brian Thiessen
Drum, Small Gong: Boris Sichon
“The Elder Son” vocal:Brian Doerksen
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen





Look at me


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Nylon, Duncan Acoustic, Balaleika, Ukelele, Strumstick, Strat, Danelectro: Brian Thiessen
Bones, Irish Whistle, Chekeré, Cajon, :Boris Sichon
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
BGV & “Three Amigos” vocal: Philip Janz
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Todd Wickens, Larry Nickel, Brian Thiessen





Earth’s Bequest


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Dobro, Parlour, Balalaika, Dan Electro:Brian Thiessen
Duduk, Ocarina, Udu Pot, Dulcimer, Propane Tank Drum: Boris Sichon
Keyboards, “Gaohu” programming: Philip Janz
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika
“The Traders”: Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Todd Wickens, Larry Nickel,





Life is Sweet


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass: Peter Davyduck
Mandolin, Martin & Duncan Acoustic, Tele & Strat Electric, Danelectro, Balaleika: Brian Thiessen
Bones, Teponastly, Darbuka, Diora, Dumbek :Boris Sichon
Keyboards, “Santoor” programming:Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
“The Young Woman”vocal: Marika
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Larry Nickel, Brian Thiessen





Beautiful Danger/Poor little rich boy


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Nylon, Ukelele, Gianini Hi Strung, JF1 Electric: Brian Thiessen
Chekeré, nuts, stones: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika





Earth’s Bequest (Egypt Reprise)


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Dobro, Parlour Acoustic, Balalaika, Dan Electro: Brian Thiessen
Duduk, Ocarina, Udu Pot, Dulcimer, Propane Tank Drum: Boris Sichon
“The Uncle” vocal:Philip Janz
“The Traders”: Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Todd Wickens, Larry Nickel, Brian Thiessen





Hold me Now


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
Olson & Duncan Acoustic, Dobro, Tele Electric: Brian Thiessen
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika




ACT TWO





Till we return to dust


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
Olson Acoustic, Electric Guitars:Brian Thiessen
Buffalo Drum, Junk Pile, Dumbek, Lo Drum, Moroccon Clackers, Ocarina, Whistle, Dulcimer, Duyanka: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal & narration:Brian Doerksen
“Moaning Father” vocalization:Boris Sichon
BGV’s:Brian Thiessen & Philip Janz





Fragile Hope


Cymbal Swells: Calum Rees
Bass: Peter Davyduck
Monkey Wind, Ocarina, Duduk, Dulcimer, Vibratone, Whistle, Singing Bowl: Boris Sichon
“Ivory” Vintage Upright Piano, keyboards: Philip Janz
“The Father” vocal: Ron Kenoly
Low Male Voices: Philip Janz





Unloved


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
J45 & Martin Hi-strung Acoustic, Tele Electric: Brian Thiessen
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The First Mid wife”vocal: Melanie Leggett
“The Second Mid wife” vocal: Loralee Thiessen
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika





A Father’s Love (Reprise)


Martin Acoustic:Brian Thiessen
Vibratone, Big Remo Drum, Wave: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika





In my Father’s House


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
J45 Acoustic, Danelectro & Strat Electric, Balaleika:Brian Thiessen
Djembe, Cajon, Buffalo Drum, Mouthharp, :Boris Sichon
“Ivory” Modern Upright Piano, BGV’s,“Morin Khuur” programming: Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
“Wailing Father” vocalization:Boris Sichon
“The Elder Son” narration:Brian Doerksen





Return to Provision


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Matt Weeks
Olson & Duncan Guitar, Ibanez/Les Paul/Valley Arts Electric: Brian Thiessen
Ocarina, Duduk, Nei Persian Flute, Whistle, Ship Bell, Remo Drum, Angklung, Chekeré, Dumbek, Shofar, Zadot, Battle Horn, Conch: Boris Sichon
Keyboards, “Ivory” Modern Upright Piano, “Morin Khuur” programming: Philip Janz





The New Wine


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass, Trumpet & Trombone:Matt Weeks
J45 Acoustic, Tele/JF1/Ibanez Electric Guitars: Brian Thiessen
Violin, Bouzouki: Spencer Capier
Dumbek, Mouth Harp, Duduk, Zurna:Boris Sichon
Keyboards, Tamborine, BGV’s:Philip Janz
“The Father” vocal: Ron Kenoly
“The Servant” vocal: Crystal Hicks
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen





Lead us Home


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass:Peter Davyduck
Olson Acoustic, Electric Guitars:Brian Thiessen
Violin, Bouzouki:Spencer Capier
Dumbek, Mouth Harp, Duduk, Zurna: Boris Sichon
Keyboards:Philip Janz
Hebraic “Father” prayers: Boris Sichon
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika
“The Uncle” & Hi Vocalization vocal:Philip Janz
“The Desperate Ones”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Tim Dyck, Brian Thiessen





No Return


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass: Peter Davyduck
J45 Acoustic, JF1 & Tele Electric: Brian Thiessen
Drum, Angklung, Singing Bowl, Ram’s Horn: Boris Sichon
Keyboards, “IH Khuur” programming, : Philip Janz
“The Younger Son” vocal: Colin Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal: Brian Doerksen





Little Baby


Parlour/Duncan/Olson Acoustic, Strat Electric, Glockenspiel: Brian Thiessen
Whistling, “Tha iGong”, “Bowed Piano”,“Hang drum” programming: Philip Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal and narration: Brian Doerksen




A Happier Beginning


“The Elder Son” narration:Brian Doerksen





Provision “Finale”


Drums: Calum Rees
Bass: Peter Davyduck
J45 & Olson Acoustic, Nylon, Mandolin, Les Paul & Gretsch Electric: Brian Thiessen
Bodrahn, Big Remo, Clappers, Bamboo Slats, Dumbek : Boris Sichon
Keyboards: Philip Janz
“The Elder Son” vocal & narration: Brian Doerksen
“The Young Woman” vocal: Marika
“The Younger Son” vocal:Colin Janz
“The Townsfolk”:Rebecca Lam, Renee Geronimo, Monique Tute, Melanie Leggett, Spencer Welch, Christopher Greco, Larry Nickel, Brian Thiessen

ACT ONE


THE ELDER SON (Spoken) She appeared as a blemish on my smoldering horizon. How was I to know she held the power to end the famine? At least for me.





#1 A FATHER’S LOVE


THE YOUNG WOMAN Like the seal you spoiled to read these words / My life’s torn in forfeit / So I pray that you would open wide / The doorway of your heart / I fear to tell you what’s been growing deep inside of me / My love conceived a life / A life that needs a love greater than my own / This child needs a home / She needs more than I could ever give / This child needs a father’s love / This child needs a father





#2 LITTLE BROTHER


THE ELDER SON Little brother, even in your sleep / Still you mock me / Your consequence I reap / Little brother, is this why you’ve returned? / Back to plunder everything I’ve earned / It’s no wonder there’s nothing left that’s mine and mine for keeps / How much can you take from me? / Did you love her, did you even know her name? / Now a baby, adding to your shame / Who could blame you for seeking pleasures I have been denied? / How much can you take from me? / Still, as I see you lying there / Some tenderness remains alive in me / You took the lead, dreaming up your dreams / Living life like I would never dare / Yet I am the master now, and you should be the slave / Until you have paid me back all that Father gave / He gave his best to you, his finest vintage poured into you / And you wasted every drop / Now your life of endless blessing stops / Little brother it’s time to go to work / No more dreaming, I’ll drag you down to earth / Here’s my vision / Your every drop of blood and sweat is mine / How much can you take? / How much can you take? / Not as much as I will take from you / (Spoken) Look at him. Our hero. The little thief who gives you little choice. You gotta love him. We are his victims.





#3 TWO SONS


THE RABBI There once was a man who had two sons / Two sons that differed greatly / The first born son was there on time / The latter rather lately / THE RABBI & TOWNSFOLK The former son, our northern star / Consistent, cold, and boring / The latter warms and charms and schemes / Eyes dreamy and adoring / There once was a man who had two sons / Quite different in their natures / One of them we call the Rule / The other the Rule-Breaker / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exist between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / THE SERVANT’S DAUGHTER & THE SERVANT There once was a mother pale as the moon / Eclipsed at the birth of her son / THE TOWNSFOLK And so we mothered him in her place / We showered our affection on him / Maybe we spoiled him a bit, a bit! / There once was a man who had two sons / He loved beyond all measure / Each of them we’re bound to serve / They are Provision’s treasure / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exist between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exist between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name/ THE SERVANT & THE SERVANT’S DAUGHTER There once was a clan of faith and love that gave two outcasts shelter / They gave us both a brand new life / And we serve them with pleasure / THE SERVANT The father didn’t blame me even though I was their midwife / Instead he blessed us with a home, defending us with his life / THE SERVANT & THE SERVANT’S DAUGHTER There once was a clan of faith and love / The house of God’s provision / That is why we spend our lives devoted to their mission / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exist between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / THE TOWNSFOLK There once was a man for whom east meets west / An author of beginnings / Designer of the means and ends / Good steward of the winnings / An architect of civic life, stage center of our story / Collector of respect, resentment, envy, awe and glory / There once was a source of extravagance / Won’t find any one quite like it / Magnetic a force of ambivalence / We love them but don’t like it / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exist between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / That gives our town its name / That gives our town its name / Provision, provision / Don’t like it / But love it / Provision!




#4 EXTRAVAGANTLY


THE FATHER How could you know what you have asked of me / Could risk it all and alter everything / So much to lose if I let you go / Nothing to gain if I make you stay / THE YOUNGER SON (Spoken) You can’t make me stay / THE FATHER For all I know, and all I’ve taught to you / Could I have guessed it’s me who’s torn in two? / I recognize the eyes of a boy / But who is this man standing before me? / You would go and I would wave goodbye / To priceless years and the best life I have known / Once alone, what questions would arise / How dare you ask? And why ask now? / And how could I not say yes? / So what’s the use of my great plans for you / If, in your eyes, you don’t see greatness too? / I could be proud / I could be grieved / But I’ll let you go / Extravagantly






#5 WHO NEEDS A PLAN


THE YOUNGER SON Who needs a plan? / All you need is vision / All you need is courage / A little wanderlust / Who needs a trail? / All you need is raw determination mixed with guts / To turn the dirt to dust / ‘Cause out beyond these walls of stone lies the great and wild unknown / Do you want me to have the fun all to myself? / Tomorrow I’m man, so it’s time to take our stand / We could be the heroes who take on the world / How could you not say yes? / THE ELDER SON Say I say yes / I can guess what happens next / Say you fail heroically / Who cleans up your mess? / You’ll regret your schemes and I’ll be made to pay for your foolish dreams / (Spoken) There is the little question of money. / THE YOUNGER SON Inheritance / THE ELDER SON Oh, I get it. Take me along and triple your buying power. Very shrewd. / THE YOUNGER SON Hadn’t thought of that. All the more reason / THE ELDER SON One snag: sons don’t ask for inheritance while their father’s alive / THE YOUNGER SON Who needs the law? / What you need is reckless inspiration / Make the break, it’s time to risk the fall / Who needs a plan? / When you’ve got the spirit of adventure / Heed the faith, steed the manly call / THE ELDER SON Right here within these walls is our first and only call / ‘Cause here we find the greatest kind of living / Our legacy is here / Provision without fear / And both of us could stay the local heroes / And we could lead them all / THE YOUNGER SON Beyond / THE ELDER SON Within / THE YOUNGER SON Beyond / THE ELDER SON These walls are the walls of love / THE YOUNGER SON These walls we’re just prisoners of / THE ELDER SON My future is here within… / THE YOUNGER SON My future is beyond… / THE YOUNGER SON & THE ELDER SON These walls!






#6 THE PARTING OF THE NORTH AND SOUTH


THE RABBI & THE TOWNSFOLK Some things never change and never should / Some choices lead to ruin, not manhood / Why would a father give away a third of his estate? / What a foolish waste / The north and the south will never meet / The west waits in vain for the east / Why were we damned to see the day / When reason flew away? / Our village cursed with change







#7 WHY AM I LEAVING


THE YOUNGER SON Why am I leaving? / Why do I ask so much? / THE SERVANT Have you become a man? / THE YOUNGER SON Where will leaving lead? / THE SERVANT You don’t know the way / THE YOUNGER SON & THE SERVANT Will I/you ever return? / THE SERVANT Why are you leaving? / Because you want it all / THE YOUNGER SON That’s how I’ve always been / THE SERVANT One day you’ll return / THE YOUNGER SON That’s all I know to do / THE YOUNGER SON & THE SERVANT But will you/I ever learn? / THE SERVANT’S DAUGHTER Ooh, ahh / THE FATHER You may never understand / Why a man will do what he will do / He can’t see the price he’ll pay / His pride will keep his pain at bay / THE ELDER SON Yesterday I had the whole world / A father, brother, wife and a future / Now I’ve lost it all in a single day / So why am I staying? / THE ELDER SON & THE SERVANT’S DAUGHTER Why am I staying? / THE YOUNGER SON There are moments I can’t bear to be alive / It’s too powerful, it’s too terrible / Hear the howling in my brain, feel the growling in my heart / It’s so powerful, it’s so wonderful / THE FATHER God in heaven, hear my prayer / THE YOUNGER SON I’m scared to say what we both know / THE FATHER Is now the time to let them go? / THE YOUNGER SON No good can come from what I’ve done / THE FATHER My voice upraised could stop them cold / THE YOUNGER SON But I’m too crazed to turn back now / THE FATHER And freeze the blood of love’s free flow / THE YOUNGER SON Why can’t I stop myself? Why can’t I stop myself? / THE TOWNSFOLK What a tragedy, what a terrible scene / The house of Provision is now called the house of grief / The irrational father has given as if he were dead / Because of his foolishness / We’re left with nothing but dread / THE YOUNGER SON Why am I leaving? / THE ELDER SON Why am I staying?







#8 PRODIGAL SON


THE ELDER SON Disgraced you are / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK You bring shame upon us / THE ELDER SON Despised you’ll be / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK This dishonor wrongs us / Such waste, you fool / We demand recompense / Consequence / Disgust we feel / We will not restrain it / Defiled we are / Words cannot contain it / Take heed, you thief / We decree mutiny! Infamy! / Be damned today / In hell you’ll pay / Wrath and judgment have begun / You prodigal! / Prodigal son!







#9 LOOK AT ME


THE YOUNGER SON Look at what I’ve done – unheard of / You will tell my story to your children’s children / A tale of what’s to come / A sign of what shall be / I am a prodigy, I am a prophet / The one and only, first and best / Prodigal prophet prodigy / (Spoken) Look at me! / Southward bound, bigger with every breath / Stronger with every choice / Freedom found, further with every step / I’m not a little boy anymore / Possibilities demand a possibility man / Maybe I’ll save a life, found a town / Turn the city upside down / Roll the dice, win the game / Turn my shame to glorious fame / Maybe I’ll find a woman / I’ll make her believe when she looks at me / I am what I seek / I am brasher than the mountain peaks in front of me / I am desert horizon; harvest moon rising / Look at me / I am all your dreams / I am morning dew falling on every field / There’s no stopping me / There’s no topping me / Northward bound, home will hear me coming / Just in time to save the day / Welcome found, running out to meet me / Running with apologies / Then you’ll do for me what I always did for you / Then I’ll never again need to / Chop your wood, mop the floor, serve the wine or open doors / Harvest crops, carry fuel, I’ll never have to do your bidding / Then you will honor me / Then you’ll see I’m not little brother now / I’m not your entertainment / I’m not like conniving neighbors / I’m not an ant who gathers food and shuns the world in worry naïve / You tried to keep me small, but you will sing / THE TOWNSFOLK Look at you / You are all we see / You are taller than our walls of domesticity / You are desert horizon; harvest moon rising / Look at you / You are all we need / You are morning dew falling on all our fields / You’re our prodigy, our prophet prodigy / Prodigy, our prophet prodigy / THE YOUNGER SON I believe in one god / Center of the universe / Bolder than the sun, cunning like the moon / Faster than a shooting star / More passionate than the sea / The Almighty Three in one – I, myself, and me / Your prodigal son / Look at me!






#10 EARTH’S BEQUEST


THE TRADERS Caravan, kingdoms come / Ivory, cinnamon / See, caress China silk / Scarlet, yellow, turquoise, purple, orange, henna, green / Precious salt, rare nutmeg / Peacock feather, ostrich egg / Drink to kingdoms come / Behold / Goods we proffer you possess / A little gold for the earth’s bequest / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE TRADERS Emerald, sapphire, topaz, ruby, onyx, amethyst / THE YOUNG WOMAN Treasures yet unknown await / Sweet, beguiling, tempting fate / The road to kingdom come unfolds / Last one standing trumps the rest / Roll the dice for the earth’s bequest







#11 LIFE IS SWEET


THE YOUNGER SON Life is sweet, life is good / And I’m lovin’ it like I should / Sights to savor, colors intense / Life is good, life is grand / I love trav’lin’ through the land / And I won’t slow down until I’ve seen it all / THE YOUNGER SON & THE YOUNG WOMAN Life is sweet, life is good / And I’m livin’ it like I should / Spicy flavors, salty new scents / Life is good, life is gold / Like the goods I buy, I’m sold / And I won’t slow down until I’ve got it all / Life is sweet / THE YOUNGER SON Well, I’m groovin’ with my new friends / Pushy dealers of delight / ‘Cause money’s for the spendin’ / And love is for the lendin’ / And everyday we’ve got, let’s make like sand and fly / From dune to dune, till stars get in your eyes / THE YOUNGER SON & THE YOUNG WOMAN Life is sweet, life is good, and I’m givin’ it all I should / Curried favor, smoky ascent / Not just good, life is great / So I’m gonna satiate / Every thirst and hunger till I’ve had my fill / Every thirst and hunger till I’ve had my fill / Life is sweet / THE TRADERS Sweet for those who set the rules / Sweet for those who pick the tune / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE TRADERS Sweet for our spendhappy fool / Sweet to see him whoop and swoon / THE TRADERS But what about the low born scum who pay the dues? / Life too sweet can turn too bitter all too soon / THE YOUNGER SON Do you think I’ll get addicted? / THE YOUNG WOMAN Uh- huh / THE YOUNGER SON Well, I admit I’ve got that bent / THE YOUNG WOMAN Nah / The body’s for the stretchin’ / THE YOUNGER SON The body’s for the stretchin’ / THE YOUNG WOMAN And stars are for the catchin’ / THE YOUNGER SON Stars are for the catchin’ / THE YOUNGER SON & THE YOUNG WOMAN And everyday we’ve got to take the chance and fly / From moon to moon, hear life’s relentless cry / Life is hot, life is cool / When you’re one spendhappy fool / Sound the cheer, extravagance is here / THE TRADERS Life is fun, life is fresh / Filled with endless happiness / So we won’t slow down until we’ve tasted all / No, we won’t slow down until we’ve wasted all / Life is sweet, Life is sweet / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE TRADERS Your life is sweet / THE YOUNGER SON Life is sweet






#12 BEAUTIFUL DANGER/POOR LITTLE RICH BOY


THE YOUNGER SON My Beautiful Danger / THE YOUNG WOMAN My Canaan Prince / THE YOUNGER SON Where’s home? /
THE YOUNG WOMAN Every place and no place / Where there’s something to be gained, we go / THE YOUNGER SON When
there’s something to be lost? / THE YOUNG WOMAN We fly / THE YOUNGER SON Who’s we? / THE YOUNG WOMAN The poets
like to say / All roads lead to Rome / But my uncle likes to add, in his brutal Roman way / “First you must pay me the toll” / THE
YOUNGER SON (Spoken) I see / I’ve been known to fly myself / THE YOUNG WOMAN Did you fly from home? / THE YOUNGER SON Well, yes / THE YOUNG WOMAN I see you’ve not lost much along the way / THE YOUNGER SON You’d be surprised / THE YOUNG WOMAN How much did you have when you left your father’s house? / THE YOUNGER SON (Spoken) You’d be surprised /You can let your uncle know / I am free from his constraints / If I seek a face to face with Caesar’s Mighty Self / There’s no stopping me/ There’s no topping me / I can do anything / THE YOUNG WOMAN Anything? / THE YOUNGER SON Well, many things / THE YOUNG WOMAN (Spoken) For your sake, I’ll keep that to myself / THE YOUNGER SON And where is your uncle today? / THE YOUNG WOMAN Look close / And you will see him today / As the raiders overpower / And you cower from the soldiers / And the
quaking beggars leech upon your soul / You can feel him reach around you / You can tremble in his wake / You can know your life is not your own for long / THE YOUNGER SON Then why do his bidding? / THE YOUNG WOMAN Few ask that question / THE YOUNGER SON Why do his bidding? / THE YOUNG WOMAN Few have the freedom you flaunt / Little rich boy / THE YOUNGER SON (Spoken) Little rich boy?! / THE YOUNG WOMAN Dear little rich boy (Spoken) I’ve said too much THE YOUNGER SON The truth
is never too much to say / I’ll be truthful in kind / I have come to the end of my freedom, as you call it / Soon I will have nothing left / THE YOUNG WOMAN Poor little rich boy / So we may be losing you, our best customer / THE YOUNGER SON (Spoken) Customer?/ THE YOUNG WOMAN We should fly / THE YOUNGER SON There is something else to lose right now / THE YOUNG WOMAN (Spoken) I don’t understand / THE YOUNGER SON Lose me as a customer, yes / But don’t lose me as a friend / Little rich boys can grow up to be wiser, if poorer, young men / THE YOUNG WOMAN You are full of yourself / THE YOUNGER SON (Spoken) I am / THE YOUNG WOMAN I am empty





#13 EARTH’S BEQUEST (Reprise)


THE UNCLE & THE TRADERS Pyramids, kings of old / Death defied, arrayed in gold / Time attested vanities / Hebrew, Roman, Nubian, Egyptian, Persian, Greek / Windtorn stone can’t protect / The fragile now from the not yet / Dust and ashes, moth and rust / Be wary those who trust in riches / Famine lies in wait





#14 HOLD ME NOW


THE YOUNGER SON Is it true you have never heard the words / You’re beautiful, my daughter? / Have you never known a father? / Or a man, who could speak a word of love / Awakening your orphan heart / I believe I am the man / To love you like no other / THE YOUNG WOMAN No, don’t make me any promises / I barely have the strength to say goodbye / I’m afraid if I say yes to love / You will turn and leave / THE YOUNGER SON Hold me now I’ll help you to forget / The years of loveless slavery / Your beauty calls for bravery / I’m right here – you are free to dream again / I’ve come to love you back to life / THE YOUNGER SON & THE YOUNG WOMAN Could you be the reason why? / What if you’re my savior? / I’ve been searching all my life for this / When I hold you in my arms / You’re everything / All I have, I give to you tonight / I give to save your life / Hold me now





END OF ACT ONE







ACT TWO



THE ELDER SON (Spoken) You think you know the story. You don’t know the half of it.





#1 TILL WE RETURN TO DUST


THE ELDER SON & THE WORKERS Cursed, the ground beneath our feet / This unrelenting heat / The heavens send no rain / Cursed, this drought with no remorse / Our work with no reward / This labor done in vain / How long, O Lord, will you not answer prayer? / Our land has been laid bare, our lives reduced to dark despair / How long, O Lord, will silence crush our hope? / Will grief be all we know, till we return to dust? / Dust! / THE ELDER SON Cursed, the day you dared to ask / For your inheritance / The consequence remains / Cursed, these long, fruitless years / My father’s wasted tears / The seasons never change / THE ELDER SON & THE WORKERS How long, O Lord, will you not answer prayer? / Our land has been laid bare, our lives reduced to dark despair / How long, O Lord, will silence crush our hope? / Will grief be all we know, till we return to dust? / Dust! / THE ELDER SON Day after day, nothing here changes / Sowing our seed, sorrow is all we reap / THE ELDER SON & THE WORKERS How long, O Lord, will you not answer prayer? / Our land has been laid bare, our lives reduced to dark despair / How long, O Lord, will silence crush our hope? / Will grief be all we know, till we return to dust? / Dust! / THE ELDER SON Cursed, the ground beneath our feet / This sweat that covers me / The heavens send no rain





#2 FRAGILE HOPE


THE FATHER A storm is coming, dark clouds are gathering / Where will the lightning strike the earth? / Once wrath has thundered, who will be standing? / Or will we all be turned to dust? / Still, fragile hope remains / Perhaps he’s alive / Soon I may see his face, his eyes open wide / How could I turn my back, and spurn the boy I love? / One son so careless, one son too careful / One father, powerless, alone / Who gives them freedom / Who holds back nothing / How can they not say yes to love? / So I will cling to hope, rain one day must fall / Soon I will hold them both, our honored house restored / For now, we can only wait and pray for their return





#3 UNLOVED


FIRST MIDWIFE Who can see what’s invisible? / Who can say what no one’s dared to speak? / Unseen, unsung, unloved / SECOND MIDWIFE She’ll open her eyes to the world to see she’s unwelcome / Her first words are heard as burden and blame / FIRST MIDWIFE Whatever left undone, she’ll be made to do / Whatever debt unpaid / THE MIDWIVES her body is the ransom / Who can see what’s invisible? / Who can say what no one’s dared to speak? / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE MIDWIVES Unseen, unsung, unloved / THE MIDWIVES So she’ll put on the veil and demure as the men demand / Assume a uniform of worker / Enslaved / THE YOUNG WOMAN Or she’ll put on the face, a seller’s smiling face/ She’ll play a siren part / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE MIDWIVES Unloved lover in the dark / Who can see what’s invisible? / Who can say what no one’s dared to speak? / Unseen, unsung / THE YOUNG WOMAN She’ll be empty and safe unless a new man breaks in / And enters her darkness, shining with questions / He’ll see her as woman worthy of love / He’ll stir faith in someone she can believe in / She’ll say to herself / I am seen and sung / For a moment I believed / For a season I was seen / Till my love was torn away / By the man who means to master me / It’s me who sees the invisible / I can say what no one dares to speak / or the grave is not as strong as the love I’ve tasted / No man’s fear or pride decides our story’s ending / THE YOUNG WOMAN & THE MIDWIVES While we may all be Beloved





#4 A FATHER’S LOVE (Reprise)


THE YOUNG WOMAN Like the seal you spoiled to read these words / My life’s torn in forfeit / So I pray that you open wide / The doorway of your heart







#5 IN MY FATHER’S HOUSE


THE YOUNGER SON Brother, can you see me now? / Freedom’s fall complete / Look what I hold in my hands / A well-deserved defeat / All the birds have flown away / Dreams descend to dust / Father, can you see me now? / The one who was your son is lost / In my father’s house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons / In my father’s house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons / THE ELDER SON (Spoken) A lone figure dressed in rags appears on the horizon /“Go back where you came from. We have no work!” / He keeps walking toward Provision as if all he can do is walk / Or drop to the ground / “Don’t you understand? I said there’s no work here.” / (To his field companions) “To work, brothers. For us there is nothing but work.” / THE YOUNGER SON In my father’s house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons / In my father’s house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons / I am no longer worthy to be your son / But I could be a paid servant and be treated as one / I will work my way back into your house / I will work my way back into your heart / I am better than this, give me another chance to prove my worth to you





#6 RETURN TO PROVISION (Instrumental)


#7 THE NEW WINE THE FATHER Joy, a day of joy / I’ve waited so long for this day to come / Joy, a day of joy / The son whom I lost has found his way home / Bring out the new wine, uncork the celebration / Bring on the good times, release the jubilation / THE SERVANT & THE

TOWNSFOLK Joy, a day of joy / I never stopped praying that this day would come / Joy, amazing joy / From the ends of the earth, you have come home / Bring out the new wine, uncork the celebration / Bring on the good times, release the jubilation / THE FATHER, THE SERVANT & THE TOWNSFOLK Joy, a day of joy / A sign has appeared, the famine will end / Joy, surprising joy / Our mischievous boy is back in our lives / Bring out the new wine, uncork the celebration / Bring on the good times, release the jubilation / THE TOWNSFOLK Join us and celebrate, come join the party / Join in our joyful dance, come join the party / Come join the party…





#8 LEAD US HOME


THE REFUGEES Al tasur mimenu [HEBREW: do not turn away from us] Al tasur mimenu / THE MESSENGER Don’t look away as we’re passing through / Even the dogs find crumbs for food / We are in need as fatherless ones / Suffering hope, desperate for love / THE REFUGEES Do not turn away / Hatirenu [HEBREW: can you see us] / Do not turn away / Can you see us? / THE UNCLE You can run, you can hide / Still you won’t escape this famine / You can run, you can hide / In the end you’ll have to join me / THE MESSENGER I’ve heard of a place where daughters are blessed / Where meaningful work gives way to sweet rest / Where outcasts belong and sons live with grace / the journey goes on until we are safe / THE MESSENGER & THE REFUGEES Lead us home / Lead us home / Lead us home / Lead us home / THE REFUGEES Kyrie eleison [GREEK: Lord, have mercy] THE UNCLE Choose whom you will serve / Trust me and beware / Choose whom you will serve / Trust me and despair / THE REFUGEES We will run, we will hide / In the valley of the shadow / We will run, we will fly / Dust to dust into the heavens / THE MESSENGER Don’t look away as we’re passing through / Even the dogs find crumbs for food / We are in need as fatherless ones / Suffering hope, desperate for love / THE MESSENGER & THE REFUGEES Lead us home / Hashivenu [HEBREW: return us where we belong] / Lead us home / Lead us home…





#9 NO RETURN


THE YOUNGER SON I want to journey back / Before I turned away / From sweet todays of innocence and youth / I long to travel back / To life within these walls / Back to the simplicity of a father’s love / And a brother’s company / THE ELDER SON There is no return / The past is blown away / I am too far gone / Your tears are much too late / THE YOUNGER SON & THE ELDER SON There is no return / I’m spent and none remains / The vine is withered brown / The walls have given way / THE ELDER SON Nothing could undo what you’ve done to me / THE YOUNGER SON What I’ve done to you / THE YOUNGER SON & THE ELDER SON Life is nothing more than a tally of debt / What if death is the only answer left? / (The Elder Son makes his way to his father’s bedside, stick in hand. The Father is awake but lies motionless.) / THE ELDER SON I stagger on the edge / I stumble in the dark / I can’t control my thoughts / I cannot change my heart / Still I remember what you taught me / Vengeance is not ours but God’s / But who will pay the price for what’s been taken from me / And what I could take from you? / God in heaven, stop me now / THE YOUNGER SON Save us now / THE ELDER SON Before I desecrate the earth / THE YOUNGER SON What have I done? / THE ELDER SON God in heaven, free me now / From this bitterness and hate / THE ELDER SON & THE YOUNGER SON Change me now / THE ELDER SON I will find my way back into your heart / I am better than this / Give me another chance to become more like you





#10 LITTLE BABY


THE ELDER SON Little baby / As I see you lying there / Such tenderness is brought to life in me / (Spoken) Such tiny fingers to catch my fall / You’ll give your best to him / Your precious vintage poured into him / And he’ll ask for more, yes, he’ll ask for more . Little brother / His plunder is our love / You gotta love him / And become just like him






#11 A HAPPIER BEGINNING


THE ELDER SON (Spoken) Don’t misunderstand the happy ending of my story / Which is really a happier beginning / This isn’t how I would have written it / But if I’m free to choose, and prodigal enough to ask / Let me be loved / And let me love / Extravagantly





#12 PROVISION/FINALE


THE ELDER SON I could not see, I would not see / How my father made provision for me / Provision, Provision, made to last /Provision, Provision, mercy enough / Enough for him, enough for her, enough for me / Enough for us all / I could not see, I would not see / There was always enough for you and for me / Till all was lost / THE YOUNGER SON Till all was lost / THE MESSENGER Till all was lost / ALL When all is lost / THE YOUNGER SON See! / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK Provision / THE YOUNGER SON & THE MESSENGER Believe! / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK Provision / THE YOUNGER SON & THE MESSENGER Imagine,out there! / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK Out ahead / ALL Life / Provision / Refuge / Provision / Home / Mercy to come / Music / Provision / Laughter / Provision / Belonging always! / Rest / Provision / Purpose / Provision / Provision awaits me / THE ELDER SON (Spoken) I fell to my knees before my father / “I’ve sinned against heaven and earth and I’m no longer worthy to be called your son” / But my father, my wastefully extravagant father said, “Enough of that / It’s about time for your party, don’t you think?” / THE RABBI There once was a man who lost two sons / Both turned from their home and fled / Two boys returned as sovereign men / The north and the south shall wed / Maybe he spoils them a bit / THE TOWNSFOLK A bit?! / THE ELDER SON Bring out the new wine / Uncork the celebration / Bring on the good times / Release the jubilation / THE ELDER SON & THE TOWNSFOLK Bring out the new wine / Uncork the celebration / Bring on the good times / Release the jubilation / THE RABBI & THE TOWNSFOLK Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exists between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / Two sons, the north and south / Our lives exists between them / One house of honest wealth / That gives our town its name / That gives our town its name / That gives our town its name: Provision, provision, prodigious provision / THE ELDER BROTHER & THE TOWNSFOLK Thanks to prodigal’s / Prodigal God!



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