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Rosanne Cash

Three Steps Down

 

Three Steps Down

(albüm: Rules Of Travel - 2003)


Three steps down below the city streets.
In our private room, the colour all runs out.
An' not a sound, the smoke curls in the air.
An' I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight.

Dead or dancing, cross the room,
The candles burn and shadows loom.
I hide below it all,
Or heaven's underground.
The clouds are falling at our feet,
Three steps down below the street.

So coming down: it's like water after wine.
Oh, coming down a long hard line.
An' I know better's getting harder all the time.
From three steps down.
From three steps down.

[Instrumental]

Dead or dancing, cross the room,
The candles burn and shadows loom.
I hide below it all,
Or heaven's underground.
The clouds are falling at our feet,
Three steps down below the street.

Three steps down below the city streets.
In our private room, the colour all runs out.
The colour all runs out.
The colour all runs out.
The colour all runs out.

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