(McConnell)
� Who Is She? Music, BMI

In the basement once again
it's to the depths I only find below
Looking up the basement window
catching all the shadows and the snow
hoping that this windy city
keeps debris from blanketing my show

The stations there upon the chair
I watch his 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 your screen

Hell comes to receive me now
signals retrieve me now
onto the screen right now
help me to see

In the car the engine starts
to charge imparts a feeling onto me
in my mind I think it's time
to let this thing unfold or let it be
hoping that this memory
is more about the future I might see

Hell comes to receive me now
signals retrieve me now
onto the screen right now
help me to see