Stray shards of vinyl sidingnHit the windshield coming downnOn a gridlocked freewaynHeaded for Houston out of townnnWe were sad to see it sinking,nUp on the Jumbo-TronnBalconies in higher placesnGone, gone, gonennYoung Romans at the city wall,nScavenging for scrapsnRiding out the amnesia,nFilling in the gapsnnGrab hold of my hammer,nTry to bring down the SuperDomenOn that rainy daynWhen I bring my curses homennWater floods the pharmacy,nPeople sliding down the aislenEmerging into the moonlit night,nAll smiles, all smilesnnWished I was down there with them,nReaching for that third railnSaw them on the TV though,nAs they herded them down to jailnnThat night someone brought some shoes innFrom Los Angeles or Portland I forgetnMad scramble for the boxesnEverything got wetnnWingless, broken insectsnTrapped in honeycombnOn that wasteful daynWhen I bring my curses homen