Lyric Warehouse

Hey reckless mind
Don t throw away your playful beggining
You and I let us fumble around in the touches
And be sure to

Leave all the lights on
So I can see the black cat changing colors
And walk under ladders
And travel my eyes over you

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
The black cat changing colors
I can walk under ladders
And swim as the tides choose to turn me

And here I sit
Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistic bit
And soon I fade away, 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
The big bad black cat that s
Changing colors

It s not the colors that matter
But that they ll all fade away

This I admit
Seems so full
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
Walls and halls have disappeared

My love I love to stay here
In the warehouse