Lyrics Warehouse (Live) - Dave Matthews Band

Hey, reckless mind
Don't throw away your playful beginnings
You and I will fumble around
In the touches and be sure to
Leave all the lights on
When 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 in- into the crowd
This question I found in a gap in the sidewalk
Keep all your sights on, hey, yeah
The black cat changing colors
And you can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide turns you 'round

Life goes on, end of tunnel, T.V. set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistical bit
Soon, I'll fade away, I'll fade away
This I admit
Seems 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
Yeah, man, the black cat changing colors
When it's not the colors that matter
But that they'll all fade away, yeah, yeah, yeah

Life goes on, end of tunnel, T.V. set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistical bit
Soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away
But, this I admit
Seems so good
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
The 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
Just assumed going while I can
And things could be better than this
I don't worry
Many changes have coming and they will come again and
Here in the warehouse
The warehouse (The wa-)
The warehouse (The wa)
The warehouse, so here in the-
In the warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the warehouse
Um, time is wuling
The warehouse
How I love to stay here at the
Warehouse
Every man an-

That's our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
Then trickle into the ground
Leaves the warehouse bare and empty
Then my heart's numbered beat
Still echo in this empty room
And fear wells in me
But nothing seems enough to go
So I am going away, I am going away