Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Warehouse, artist - Dave Matthews Band. Date of issue: 16.05.1994
Song language: English
Warehouse |
| 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 slippin' slow away |
| Hoping to find something better… |
| Than I’ve got inside of here, |
| And the Warehouse slips away. |
| 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 So we can see the black cat changing colors |
| And who 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 |
| And who 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 |
| But 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 Yeah, man, the black cat 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 The walls and halls have disappeared |
| They’ve disappeared, yeah… |
| 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 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 |
| And my heart’s numbered beat |
| Still echo in this empty room |
| And the fear wells in me But nothing seems enough to defend |
| So I am going away |
| I am going away |
| …to the end. |