You give one man a home address and that my friend is not addressing homelessness but it's a beginning and we have to start there, don't we?
but this piece is about anxiety and the way it affects your chemistry,
suddenly you're shaking, feeling dreadful, scared of daylight and more so of nightfall
so
you sit and drink and have a skinful,
wishful thinking doesn't cure you,
and you still need to get through
the gnawing feeling that you're dealing
with the devil or his disciples,
the home you've got becomes a hell
and you, the prisoner sat inside a room
which to all intents and purposes is just
another prison cell
do not feel well

they'll tell you it will be alright
even as the day and night conspire
against you
and you're still wishful thinking
hoping that will cure you,

yeah
good luck with that.