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