A Mirror - Wreck and Reference

If sleeping is the only love then this hunger is the only engine

Bitter burning desperation, a gnawing simple fate

Catalyst collision and a counting of catastrophes

Stopping, going, running out of gas and spending too much money

These pale memories stacking up

The dull pain of age

Bruised fruit, peeling skin

Bruised ribs, tired lungs

I could tell by the way you slammed the car door that you weren’t coming back

but you weren’t going home

We were driving once, now we’re just grinding against the gravel Slow moving

traffic going nowhere but you can’t get out

Bubbles burst and salt in your eyes

It’s just like a bad dream, it’s just like a curse

The great sucking down, the great humiliation

At least we got some sleep

Disturbed wretched half sleep

The sleep of dolphins

Dreams of fishnets, dreams of sirens

Dreams of tissue, dreams of childhood

Dreams of drowning in the maelstrom, dreams of drowning in the Clyde

We were swimming once, now we’re just caught in the current Spinning in the

eddy, barely floating on the surface

And you come to alone again

In a cavernous room teeming with strangers

They’re laughing

Not at you but not with you either, so you laugh as you stumble to another drink

Everyone here is having such a hard time

I hope they get some help, I hope they find an answer somewhere I hope their

hunger sends them spinning safely home into their beds

And not to another basement or other symbol of their emptiness

We were dancing once, now we’re just sitting in the corner

Bodies pressed together, a tired imitation of another song

We were running once, now we’re crawling through these ashtrays

We were standing once but now we’re just sleeping in the sewer