Lift me up
from the ground
and brush off the dirt and the cigarette ends  
off my sleeves and my face
and let me sober up as the cars rush by.

Take me to the house
where I can rest my heavy head
and where I can drink my sins
away.

Rub the dry skin from my hands
and piece together the plans
of escaping this strange feeling
in my gut
a gut full of alcohol and not much food.

Feed me education
and break the force
that holds me down.

I know I've asked a lot of you
but I trust you.