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I went down to the basement |
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To check up on the sour mash |
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I looked down to the nonreactive ceramic tub |
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It was bubbling |
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I had stirred up the dust on the stairs coming down |
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I saw the dust devils swarming around |
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Incoming sunbeams cut them apart |
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And I watched a shadow pass across my heart |
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You were upstairs in the kitchen |
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With your head against the sink |
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Trying to cool down |
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Trying to cool down |
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I know you don't believe me but I could hear you breathing |
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I looked into the tub and there the mixture was seething |
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With new life, new life all around |
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I had stirred up the dust on the stairs coming down |
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You were upstairs in the kitchen |
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With your head against the sink |
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Trying to cool down |
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Trying to cool down |
