Another Story from the Center of the Earth

Another story from the center of the Earth Where no one sleeps More than an hour a night And the skin looks just like jewelry Cars run on cable lines Like spiders in a well And strobing shadows take you down To the human department The only animals are blind naked ghosts And saltwater wine Is drank at night In the fluorescent moonlight Just another story from the center of the Earth Where dust clouds shine Like rusted diamonds And the noise of the upstairs neighbors