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La Dispute - Rooms of the House
Drivers out on the bridge
Slowing down as they go through a lane shift
At the end of the work day
don't feel when the road sways
To their partners and kids
Don't suspect anything 'til the bridge splits
And everything tumbling down
I pushed my palms against the table hard to see if it hurt
would I have shattered it?
Could I battle every impulse to panic and then win
Swim out through the metal twisting
Upward like a sculpture or some terrible beast?
People trapped in their cars
Put both feet on the glass and then kick hard
And everything going down
People under the water line
Workers sift through the wreckage of it
And everything going downstream
Play in the reflection of the television
The reversal in the mirror hung
How the dust clouds gather color as they billow out
Shades change shifting in the night
From the lights atop an ambulance
then that otherworldly glow
In the smoke thrown in the aftermath blows
Almost frozen for a moment there
Metal twists up and onward
And the concrete gives in
Metal twists up and onward
In the river and the rail yard
Where they look for survivors
Change the color of smoke clouds
People trapped in their cars
People still with their seat belts on
Pets they had in the back
And I watch it on TV lying down here
On the floor in the dining room
Where I know I'm not dreaming now
But I know I've been sleeping
I just don't know since when
I only know that it's light outside
I only know that the rent is still late
When did they find out the concrete gave?
When did they learn that the wires snapped?