Modern Day Prayer

God, if you can hear, can you help me and my friends?
We’ve been driving all night into dead ends
We just wanna find our own way home again
We knew you as kids but lost you in smokey bars
We lost you in the boom of lowered cars —
In parties that grew into the yard
God, if you can hear, as the sun is creeping down
Could you kindly point me right out of town?
Honestly I’m sick and tired of falling down
We knew you’d be here in the fray of darkest nights
And the sad and holy glow of tv light
In the blood and the bruise of back-alley fights
So we’re totally deprived
Buried alive
I couldn’t help myself to save my life
Totally deprived
Buried alive
I couldn’t help myself to save my life
Totally deprived