MOMMA'S BOY: "ASLEEP ON THE FLOOR"

Waking up without a blanket, bottles broken on the floor, a cigarette still burning, the headache that comes with a hangover and confusion. One pair of tired eyes staring into another, both staying silent. Stuck in that dull morning-afterglow, “Asleep On The Floor” feels like the product of moonlit musings. The second of Momma’s Boys’ self-produced singles, the song diverges from the initial hope in “Love That Way,” and is replaced with fading optimism. Faced with bleak disillusionment, it’s the wake up call you’re never ready for.

The inevitable breaking point, “Asleep On The Floor” is the moment you realize saying sorry is pointless. That there’s nothing you can do to make things better, and even if there was you’re too exhausted to try. There’s an inescapable sense of midwestern isolation, the slight twang and drawl verging on folksy and dripping with nostalgia. Rings around your eyes, leaving without saying goodbye, the sinking feeling that comes with knowing you can’t trust the person you love, and a hopeless feeling you can’t shake off sets in as the situation continues to deteriorate. Belonging in some low-lit bar after everyone has already gone home, the song’s worn down despair is accentuated by the bluesy acoustics. Despite the turmoil there’s a moment of catharsis as he proclaims, “I’ll figure it out tomorrow/I’m going out on my own/I don’t give a damn what you’re yelling about/Maybe now I’m grown.”  Taking the first steps towards moving on, even if they’re uncertain, brings a rush of liberation.

While it’s not the fairy tale ending you hoped for, “Asleep On The Floor” is the sense of closure you need. Trying to sober up as the sun is rising, laying there for a second and gaining the strength to make a new start. Maybe picking yourself up off the floor isn’t ideal, maybe it’d be easier to ignore the truth and continue that dizzying cycle of pointless apologizes and disappointments, but it doesn’t have to be easy to be worth it. Shedding the glorification of fighting for something when there’s nothing left, and a useless sacrifice for a situation that leaves you drained, the song reminds you that part of growing up is moving on. That tomorrow morning, no matter what happens the night before you can wake up, try again, and find a new meaning.

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samantha sullivan