(I¡¯d like to play some new song that¡¯s from ¡°X¡±.)
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(It¡¯s called ¡°The Stairs¡±.)
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Mmmm-hmm, yeah (How¡¯re ya doin¡¯ out there? All right.)
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Yo! Yeah, yeah
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In a room above a busy street, the echoes of a life
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The fragments and the accidents, separated by incidents
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Listened to by walls, we share the same spaces
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Repeated in the corridors, performing the same movements
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Storey to storey, building to building
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Street to street, we pass each other
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Storey to storey, building to building
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Street to street, we pass each other
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Listened to by walls, we share the same spaces
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Repeated in the corridors, performing the same movements
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The nature of your tragedy is chained around your neck
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Do you lead or are you led? Are U sure that you don't care?
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There are reasons here to give your life and follow in your way
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The passion lives to keep your faith, tho¡¯ all are different all are great
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Climbing as we fall, we dare to hold onto our fate
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And steal away our destiny to catch ourselves with quiet grace
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Storey to storey, building to building
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Street to street, we pass each other on the stairs, mmm, yeah
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Listened to by walls, we share the same spaces
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Repeated in the corridors, performing the same movements
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Storey to storey, building to building
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Street to street, we pass each other on the stairs
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(Thank you. Hey?Hey, Rio...RIO!)
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The Stairs (Live)
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| Inxs |
