Gemini (Birthday Song) WHY?

It starts with you on a mattress in your parents' old room
Clipping your toenails into the room like the room will fade
And you will move onto other rooms
And you will go to other places

Then the wedding, then the woman passed out
In the driver's seat at the order board at White Castle
We woke her up and she went 'round to the pick-up window
Like she knew exactly where she was

Then I wept with my face in your nightshirt
Trying hard as hell to say 'until death separates us'
Loosening the skin on your breastbone
I painted your nails and you sleep while I write all this down

There was a moth caught in the soapdish laminated in lye
Will you still remember me well
If I don't get to 0-0-5? My dead line Gemini

When we're on different sides of the globe
I thought we'd keep our veins tangled like a pair of mic cables
And if there ain't enough slack to reach
That we'd solder them together, 'cross oceans they'd stretch

Our faces reflected in separate windshields
And all our body hair pricked up in elephant eyelash
Should we be tempted by thief or by saint
It seems I leave and you stay to crowd the cage and curse