Track Title:               The Dreaming Tree

Album Title:               Before These Crowded Streets
Prime Artist:              Dave Matthews Band
Producer:                  Steve Lillywhite
Written by:                Stefan Lessard

Written by:                Dave Matthews

Lyrics:
Standing here

                                       The old man said to me

                                  "Long before these crowded streets

                                    Here stood my dreaming tree"

                                        Below it he would sit

                                        For hours at a time

                                      Now progress takes away

                                      What forever took to find

                                        Now he's falling hard

                                       He feels the falling dark

                                        How he longs to be

                                      Beneath his dreaming tree

                                       Conquered fear to climb

                                       A moment froze in time

                                   When the girl who first he kissed

                                      Promised him she'd be his

                                     Remembered mother's words

                                       There beneath the tree

                                      "No matter what the world

                                      You'll always be my baby"

                                        Mommy come quick

                                     The dreaming tree has died

                                       The air is growing thick

                                       A fear he cannot hide

                                     The dreaming tree has died

                                        Oh have you no pity

                                          This thing I do

                                          I do not deny it

                                       All through this smile

                                       As crooked as danger

                                          I do not deny

                                         I know in my mind

                                       I would leave you now

                                       If I had the strength to

                                        I would leave you up

                                        To your own devices

                                         Will you not talk

                                         Can you take pity

                                         I don't ask much

                                        But won't you speak

                                             Please

                                          From the start