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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John D'Earth
John D'Earth
Trumpet
Stefan Lessard
Stefan Lessard
Bass
Carter Beauford
Carter Beauford
Drums
Leroi Moore
Leroi Moore
Woodwinds
Boyd Tinsley
Boyd Tinsley
Violin
Kronos Quartet
Kronos Quartet
String Quartet
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Vocals
David Harrington
David Harrington
Violin
Hank Dutt
Hank Dutt
Viola
Joan Jeanrenaud
Joan Jeanrenaud
Cello
John Sherba
John Sherba
Violin
Tim Reynolds
Tim Reynolds
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Songwriter
John D'Earth
John D'Earth
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Stephen Harris
Stephen Harris
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hey little dreamer's eyes open and staring up at me Oh little lonely eyes, open and radiant Wait until I come and I will steal you Wait until I come, I'll take your soul Wait until I come and I will steal you Wait until I come and I won't go Darlin' dreamin' in the night Shadows on the windows Lead oh and everyone go Well leave me on the night I will give you lightning I will not relinquish light Oh little dreamer eyes open and raving here Wait until I come and see you little girl When we come, I'll leave with you When we come, I'll let you come low We will leave it all behind Oh and then the nightmares I'll fill them in good time Oh they will seat your mind When the light hits And you may well ask Why do you run around here? Why do you come inside of me? Why does it rip me out in dream? Why then, why then, watch this little fuck Going away Why this lonely Why this lonely Why this lonely love? Why this lonely Why this lonely Why this lonely love? Halloween Carry on Bury all Bury all Bury all Bury all Bury all And in this dream Tell us are you satisfied with fucking? Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away I'm talking to you Love is hell Love is hell Love is hell Love this, I'll tame you Love Love Love Love this not me here Love Love Love Love ain't up to you And this sky is at war Up from the ground and spade it out of them I felt temperature rises and I felt a crossing to the brink In my... Let's go away
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