Three steps down below the city streets.
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In our private room, the colour all runs out.
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An' not a sound, the smoke curls in the air.
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An' I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight.
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Dead or dancin', cross the room,
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The candles burn and shadows loom.
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I hide below it all,
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Or heaven's underground.
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The clouds are fallin' at our feet,
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Three steps down below the street.
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So comin' down: it's like water after wine.
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Oh, comin' down a long hard line.
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An' I know better's gettin' harder all the time.
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From three steps down.
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From three steps down.
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Instrumental break
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Dead or dancin', cross the room,
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The candles burn and shadows loom.
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I hide below it all,
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Or heaven's underground.
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The clouds are fallin' at our feet,
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Three steps down below the street.
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Three steps down below the city streets.
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In our private room, the colour all runs out.
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The colour all runs out.
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The colour all runs out.
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The colour all runs out.
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Three Steps Down (featuring Teddy Thompson)
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| Rosanne Cash |
