Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
David John "Dave" Matthews (born January 9, 1967 is a South African-American singer-songwriter, musician and actor, best known as the lead vocalist, songwriter, and guitarist for the Dave Matthews Band. Matthews was born in Johannesburg, South Africa, and lived in both South Africa and the United States while growing up. Matthews mainly plays acoustic guitar, which he started playing at the age of nine...
NationalitySouth African
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth9 January 1967
CityJohannesburg, South Africa
Lying on the roof counting the stars that fill the sky I wonder if Someone in the heavens looking back down on me I'll never know So much space to believe
Look Here are we On this starry night staring into space And I must say I feel as small as dust Lying down here What point could there be troubling? Head down wondering what will Become of me Why concern we cannot see But no reason to abandon it Time is short but that's all right Maybe I'll go in the middle of the night Take your hands from your eyes, my love Everything must end some time Don't burn the day away
I'm a bit of a caveman - I don't go out into the digital space very often. I lie facedown on the grass and count how many bugs I can find.
Would you like to play With the thought of a friend In a distant passing stage While you lie around With your hands up and out So resigned you will fall down.
Look, here are we on this starry night staring into space, and I must say I feel as small as dust lying down here.
Lying under this spell you cast on me Each moment The more I love you.
I can't believe that we would lie in our graves wondering if we had spent our living days well. I can't believe that we would lie in our graves dreaming of things that we might have been.
When I write the set, I try to create something that will not only be interesting for the audience, but will have a flow for the band, too, so we don't get boring.
It's strange because sometimes there is almost an outrage over what we'll play. Then the defenders step up and say, 'What are you talking about?' ... We go through all the set lists, but with a grain of salt. Sometimes they are magical and sometimes they just blow.
Things are starting to turn into a windfall for us. We don't take these firsts for granted.
Nothing is black or white, nothing's 'us or them.' But then there are magical, beautiful things in the world. There's incredible acts of kindness and bravery, and in the most unlikely places, and it gives you hope.
Don't lose the dreams inside your head They'll only be there until you're dead Dream
Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.
She thinks, "Hey, How did I come to this? I dream myself a thousand times around the world, But I can't get out of this place"