Morning Prayer

Scratchin' at the dirt

I've been a better man

But one foot in front

I hold my heavy head high.

Suffering shows me

The soul is a deep well

Dulled between heart and brain

But the passions burn still

My heavy arms

I raise them to the sky

On my knees every night

I pray for the sun.

Shine on me now.

I can't see through the fog

In the long day

But I know you're there.

The affinity my soul has

For the deep raspy grunts

Of the tortured soul on my radio

Gives me strength this minute.

Smoke one more cigarette.

Take a deep breath.

Put one foot in front

And make me a better man today.