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In the basement once again |
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it's to the depths I only find my low |
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Looking out the basement window |
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catching all the shadows in the snow |
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Hoping that this windy city |
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Keeps debris from blanketing my show |
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Stationed there upon the chair |
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I watch as boxes turn from gray to green |
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The sound of sirens disappears |
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As i turn down the sound on my TV |
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If you've got a question please direct it to |
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The number on your screen |
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Help comes to receive me now |
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Signals retrieve me now |
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On to the screen right now |
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Help me to see |
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In the car the engine starts |
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The charging parts feel that I'm in need |
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In my mind I think it's time |
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We let this thing unfold or let it be |
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Hoping that this memory |
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is more about the future I might see |
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La La La,La |
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La La,La La |
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La La La,La |
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Help comes to receive me now |
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Signals retrieve me now |
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On to the screen right now |
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Help me to see |
