Babylonian Warehouses

There is a town I know with a street that's weird, it's silent
On a street I go is a house with the name, 'The Dust In My Eye'
Last night I dreamt and it seemed so clear
You were there, you were there
Last night I dreamt and it seemed so clear

And I know that it's you, so I hope that it's you
I fear it's you, so I hope it's you
And I know that it's you, so I hope that it's you
I fear it's you, so I hope it's you

In the dusk of the day under old city walls I howl
And I call for a light and I howl like it's lust
Only the drunks are out and they know my name and they all like to say
We're glad that you're here
We're glad that you're here

And I know that it's you, so I hope that it's you
I fear it's you, so I hope it's you
And I know that it's you, so I hope that it's you
I fear it's you, so I hope it's you