Warehouse

See, 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 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 we can walk under ladders

And swim as the tide turns you around and around and

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 you 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, oh

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

Well

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

And I

Life goes on

End of tunnel

TV set

Spot in the middle

Static fade, statistical bit

Soon I'll fade away

I'll fade away, oh

And 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 disappear

Well...

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

Oh, and then I worry

Maybe things won't be better than they have been

Here in the warehouse

At the warehouse

At the warehouse

Oh, how I love to stay here

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 fear wells in me

But nothing seems enough to defend

So I'm going away

I'm going away