Words

I’m nervous in the cities
I’m nervous in my soul
Please just come to get me
Please just take me home

Raise me from the liars
Heal these broken bones
You can save or sink me
You can make me whole

When I’m tired and getting slow
And my mind is no use to me
When I can’t depend on what I know
You reach down for me

I know that you’d die before you’d let me unwind here
I know that you’d wait If I get a little bit turned around
Roll up your sleeves and just dig into madness with me
Pull me up when I’m too close to the ground

• 1. Little America