Warehouse - Live at Whittemore Center Arena, Durham, NH, 02.19.96

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, 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 choose to turn you

And here I sit
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
This I admit, seems so good
Hard to believe and end to it
Smell, touch, fell
How could this rhythm ever quit?
Bags packed on a plane
Hopefully to heaven, away

Shut up, I'm thinking
I had a clue, now it's gone forever
Sitting over these bones
You can read in wharever you're needing to
Keep all your sights on
When 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, TV 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 and end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
The walls and halls have disappeared
They disappear, away

The ware, the ware, oh oh
Me got to go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The ware, the ware, oh oh
Me got to go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The ware, the ware, oh oh
Me got to go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The ware, the ware, oh oh
Me got to go

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