In the basement
Once again
It’s to the depths I only find below
Looking out the basement window
Catching all the shadows and the snow
Hoping that this windy city
Keeps debris from blanketing my show
Stationed there
Upon the chair
I watch as boxes turn from grey to green
The sound of sirens disappears
As I turn down the sound on my TV
If you got a question
Please direct it to the number on the screen
Help comes to receive me now
Signals retrieve me now
Onto the screen right now
Help me to see
In the car
The engine starts
The charge imparts a feeling onto me
In my mind I think it’s time
We let this thing unfold or let it be
Hoping that this memory
Is more about the future I might see
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala