Dave Matthews Band and Dave Matthews - Warehouse Lyrics

So I'm leaving...

This Warehouse frightens me.

Has me tied up in knots,

Can't Rest For A Moment.



Soon I'm Going...

I'm slipping slow away

Hoping to find something better than

I've got inside here

And the Warehouse slips away...



Hey reckless mind

Don't throw away your playful beggining

You and I will fumble around in the touches

And be sure to...



Leave all the lights on

So we can see the black cat changing colors

And we can walk under ladders

And swim as the tide turns you around and around



Hey we have found

Becoming one in a million

Slip into the crowd

This question I found in the gap in the sidewalk



Keep all your sights on

Hey the black cat changing colors

We can walk under ladders

And swim as the tide choose to turn you



And here I sit

Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set

Spot in the middle

Static fade, statistical bit

And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away



This I admit

Taste so good, hard to believe an end to it

Smell touch feel

How could this rhythm ever quit

Bags packed on a plane

Hopefully to heaven yeah



Shut up I'm thinking

I had a clue now it's gone forever

Sitting over these bones

You can read in whatever you're needing to



Keep all your sights on

The big bad black cat that's

Changing colors

It's not the colors that matter

But that they'll all fade away



Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set

Spot in the middle

Static fade, statistical bit

And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away





This I admit

Seems so good

Hard to believe an end to it

Warehouse is bare

Nothing at all inside of it

Walls and halls have disappeared, they've disappeared



My love I love to stay here

My love I love to stay here

My love I love to stay here

My love I love to stay here

In a corner was wondering...

If a change could be better than this

And then I worry

Maybe things won't be better than they have been here

Here in the warehouse



At the Warehouse

At the Warehouse

How I love to stay here

At the Warehouse

Every man and woman get alive



That's our blood down there

Seems poured from the hands of angels

But trickle into the ground

Leaves the Warehouse bare and empty



My heart's numbered beat

Still echo in this empty room

Fear wells in me

But nothing seems enough to defend

So I am going away, I am going away