Merlin

In the basement of my mind
I’m on a bike in 1999
In the basement of my mind
We’re on the phone for the very first time
 
I’ve been down and I’m glad that you’re around
 
I can’t even make a sound
I just keep it underground
The cellar door revolves
It’s spinning round and round
And I’m so spun out
 
It’s nice to see you in the morning
When your face is next to mine
You’re in a field with horses
In the basement of my mind
 
This thing is bound to keep chasing me around