Basement

A former time and place has come again
The spindle breaks, my dog escapes
What's green and yellow, green and bluish paint
The carpet stains are still the same

I read another story on the internet
I'm hanging with my brother for an evening in
If you wanna know the truth of it
It's looking grim, oh and then
Got a wife and a dog and I'm living in my mom's basement

A former time and place has come again
A friendly space without my friends
And where I used to sit and play guitar
Is where our books and boxes are

I read another story on the internet
I'm hanging with my brother for an evening in
If you wanna know the truth of it
It's looking grim, oh and then
Got a wife and a dog and I'm living in my mom's basement