Basement Crystal Glow
(hey, it's me... pick up)
Under the basement ceiling,
shining all year round We found a strange new feeling,
above the underground Selling quartz and magic on a discount rack (yeah)
Christmas lights in August,
tangled on the pipe You bought a cheap amethyst to fix your
life Right beside the mall metaphysical rack (haha)
With the dusty tarot cards we're never taking back
And you said this night was written in the stars Between the
concrete walls and the passing cars
Under the basement ceiling,
shining all year round We found a strange new feeling,
above the underground Selling quartz and magic on a discount rack (yeah)
You spilled lukewarm soda on the concrete floor While the static on
the speaker played a little more
One green bulb is flickering,
dying on the strand
But we're holding onto crystals in our hands
Under the basement ceiling,
shining all year round We found a strange new feeling,
above the underground Selling quartz and magic on a discount rack (ooh,
yeah)
(hey, it's me... pick up)