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
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
Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die
For a moment this good time would never end You and me Just wasting time I was kissing you You were kissing me love From good day into a moonlight
I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles I'm coming slow but speeding
Troubles, they may come and go, but good times, they're the gold.
Things are starting to turn into a windfall for us. We don't take these firsts for granted.
He's a great player. He's playing more direct roots music. I think his music's great, you can relax to him.
Celebrate we will because life is short but sweet for certain we're climbing two by two to be sure these days continue.
Celebrate we will because life is short but sweet for certain we're climbing two by two to be sure these days continue.
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.
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.
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
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.