Bob Mould
Sunset Safety Glass
Mystified, fire red sky / Sundown fog lifts up and down
Feel my head get trapped inside a tangle of wires
Fighting with the undertow / Smelling salts and ocean sand
Crack the sunset safety glass another day / I could never trouble you to stay
Crack the sunset safety glass another day / Yellow ball is fading away
Come down from the second floor / My familiar memory
Devil jumping from the ledge consume my soul
Faster round the roller rink / Smell of meat and suicide
Guides me nearer to dementia