[Verse 1] I think it was in the basement that I saw you let up Our naive eyes wanderin like four unbalanced suns Our New Years was shared ten days in When the light came on without rhyme or reason I had never believed in such childish things But my contentment was filled in our slumbering sleep When the light came on like a dream [Verse 2] I could plow the snow, but Id like to stay With all these innocent pursuits, I have much more to say Ive heard longing can turn into a creature of fear Till youre talking to yourself in some truckstop mirror [Verse 3] The letters have been sent and well continue to write Sincerely and always, we have plenty of time Im somewhere in the Southwest helping brothers cut mesquite But Ive heard things often blossom come spring So when March hangs its coat, I will see you through Till then Ill be thinkin of your basement, Ill be thinkin of you
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