Reflecting Pool Songtext
von Bob Mould

I stumble through this godforsaken
Uncertain of the path I′ve taken
But along the way, I'll make a smile
I hope where I end up might be worthwhile

I′m holding in a breath of anger
Inside this old refrigerator
Those days are gone, there's more ahead
So concentrate on what's in store instead


A memory I dread and moan, another crazy scheme
Then I find out what I want is something in between
Breaking in, predating my routines
Walking circles, talking circles to me

Words that tumble effortlessly from my lips are fools
Only part of what I see in my reflecting pool
Jumping head first into symmetry
I am splitting at the seams, holding

In my reflecting pool
I look in my reflecting pool
This old reflection is my own
The pool is still until the pebbles drown