Recently recently i've been all of content and dreaming i have been 'cause i been lately seeing quite a bit of this woman live on my street people stare and we just ignore everything people stare and we just ignore them and they go away, go away she comes to me i watch her drink i watch her comb her hair both say that we never before have felt as recently people stare and we just ignore what's the use in hiding out she says all the time let their eyes do the worrying about she and me go to places quiet where we are quite alone kiss and we hold together we will be until we done people stare and we just ignore what's the use in hiding out she says all the time let their eyes do the worring about both say the we never before never before have felt as recently people stare and we just ignore everything people stare and we just ignore them and they go away, go away Warehouse see i'm leaving this warehouse frightens me has me tied up in knots can't rest for a moment soom i'm going i'm slippin' slow away hoping to find something better than i've got inside of here the warehouse slips away hey reckless mind don't throw away your playful beginning 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 the 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 if found in a gap in the sidewalk keep al lyour sights on he the black cat changing colors and you can walk under ladders and swim as the tide choose to turn you and here is it life goes on, end of tunnel, tv set spot in the middle state 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 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 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 diesappear 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 how i love to stay here at the warehouse every man and womean 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 echoe in this empty room fear wells in me but nothing seems enough to defend so i am going away Dancing Nancies could i have been a parking lot attendant could i have been a millionaire in bel air could i have been lost somewhere in paris could i have been your little brother could i have been anyone other than me could i have been oh, anyone other than me could i have been anyone he stands touch his hair his shoes untied tongue gaping stare could i have been a magnet for money could i have been anyone other than me twenty three i'm so tired of life such a shame to throw it all away the images grow darker still could i have been anyone other then me? then i look up at the sky my mouth is open wide, like and taste what's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying turn turn we almost become dizzy i am who i am who i am well who am i requesting some enlightenment could i have been anyone other than me? and then i'll sing and dance and i'll play for you tonight the thrill of it all dark clouds may hang on me sometimes but i'll work it out and then i falling out of a world of lies could i have been dancing nancy dancing nancy could i have been anyone other than me? All Along the Watchtower Unfortunately these lyrics are currently unavailable. I should have them soon. Halloween (as published by Dave Matthews) love... love... love... love...