Down the stairs,nin the basement,nall the lights were out.nnHide and seeknin the dark,nyou're never too old to play.nnSundaynafternoon,nwe were in the basement.nnI couldn't see a thing-nI hit my head on a beam–nsomebody screamed.nI felt water dripping down.nnPlease turn on the light,nI've no idea where I am.nThe room is rocking back and forth,nO God am I on a ship?nnI've no idea where I am–nthe Santa Maria?nDid we run agroundnsomewhere in the Carribean?nNo, I think we're going down.nI hear water on the decknand the mast splitting in two.nnWhat I wouldn't givento discover Americanand continue to live–nI'd hold the dirt up in my hand.nnI'm sick of this game–ntell me where I am.nPlease turn on the light.nMice are nice.