Front Porch Light

Based on Luke 15:11-32. Idea for the song is 100% original. Lyrics and cover art created in ChatGPT. Music created in Suno. Lyrics: I burned out fast on a tank of pride, Pedal down on a two-lane lie, Chasin’ neon in a backseat town, With the devil ridin’ shotgun high. Had a pocket full of wild ideas, And a head full of empty songs, Till the money ran dry and the friends said bye, And I knew I’d done gone wrong. Yeah, I hit rock bottom in a borrowed field, Starin’ at the mess I’d sown… There’s a front porch light on the way back home, Cutting through the Alabama night, I can see that glow through the guilt and the dust, Like a beacon burnin’ bright. I don’t deserve what’s waitin’ for me, But I hear that mercy tone, Grace is louder than the past behind me— There’s a front porch light on the way back home. I said, “I’ll just work, won’t say a word, Keep my head down, earn my keep,” “Ain’t no way He’s gonna call me son, After sowin’ what I reap.” But I saw Him run down that gravel drive, Didn’t wait for my excuse, Threw His arms ‘round this broken man, Said, “My child, you’re cut loose.” Band struck up and the table was set, Heaven kicked off a song… There’s a front porch light on the way back home, Cutting through the Alabama night, I can see that glow through the guilt and the dust, Like a beacon burnin’ bright. I don’t deserve what’s waitin’ for me, But I hear that mercy tone, Grace is louder than the past behind me— There’s a front porch light on the way back home. Hey brother standin’ in the shadows, Thinkin’ you’ve been done wrong, Don’t let anger steal your freedom, There’s a place for you in the song. Same love for the wild and restless, Same love for the stay-at-home, We’re all just sinners needin’ forgiveness, Tryin’ to find our way back home. There’s a front porch light on the way back home, And it’s shinin’ just for you, Every mile you’ve run, every wrong you’ve done, He’s still gonna see you through. From the far-off land to the father’s hand, You ain’t gotta walk alone, Grace will meet you down that long red road— There’s a front porch light on the way back home. Yeah, I rolled back in on a broken prayer, But He called me His again, Now I’m singin’ ‘bout that mercy road, Where the lost come limpin’ in…