No Place to Go

There's a plague that is raging in a place I once called home

The cold is biting like a frightened dog and I got no place to go

There's a certain silence that settles under the snow

My hands are shakin' for a number of reasons and I got no place to go

So drug me or drag me or knock me out

I need an excuse to lie on the ground

But I'd like a chance at one last dance

Before I get run out of this town

I'm reaching out for help again, this must be getting old

But I am too and it's no longer cute to have no place to go

In my Auto Biography these characters never grow

But it's hard to get your shit together when you've got no place to go

So Jesus Christ if the end is near

I sure hope it will arrive soon

I've been waiting around to die

In someone else's living room

I pick up pieces of poems, try to make them my home

I am longing for belonging and I've got no place to go

I guess the grass is always greener on the other side of the rolling stone

The meaninglessness of freedom is easy to see when you've got no place to go

I'm all on my own

Like a complete unknown

With no direction home

No place to go