Reflecting Pool Lyrics - Bob Mould

I stumble through this godforsaken 

Uncertain of the path I'm taking 

But along the way, I make a smile 

I hope where I end up might be worthwhile 

I'm holding in the 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, a dream, or another crazy scheme 

Then I find out what I want is something inbetween 

Waking and repeating my routines 

Walking circles, talk in circles to me 

Words that tumble effortlessly from the lips of fools 

Only cloud up what I see in my reflecting pool 

Jumping headfirst into symmetry 

I am splitting at the seams, hold me