Wasted Now (What Was I So Loud About?)

The looking glass looks back, much clearer than this acrid, flooding water
The Mandolin, unstringing brightly from the bones we put in Sunday Morning

It was enough, tired and tight
Light, alight, alive
Reprieved in our deprive
Seeking, shallow

A mouth of tacky shit, my memory, an abscess, steaming
That house we never locked, we'd talk until the sun came up
Laughing, passing waking dreams and

It was enough, tired and tight
Alright alright alright
Comfort in a fight
Seeking, shallow

I'm anxious now, what was I so loud about?
Rooting lower, dumbin’ down, tack another doubt
Wait around in sickness, let somebody else figure it out
I'm wasted, wasting happily

We pulled the veil back suddenly, let's see what we see
A mangled mass of wire, tangled, the foundations; (and)
All our rituals, stripped of writ

Just motions going
Remember snowing?
Remember ways to make it right, but we're
Tired and Tight
Alright, alright, alright alright

I'm anxious now, what was I so loud about?
Rooting lower, dumbin’ down, tack another doubt
Wait around in sickness, let somebody else figure it out
I'm wasted, wasting happily