Three Steps Down

Three steps down below the city streets
In our private room, the color all runs out
An not a sound, the smoke curls in the air
And I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight
Dead or dancin, cross the room
The candles burn and shadows loom
I hide below it all or heavens underground
The clouds are fallin at our feet
Three steps down below the street
So comin down, its like water after wine
Oh, comin down a long hard line
And I know betters gettin harder all the time
From three steps down, from three steps down
Dead or dancin, cross the room
The candles burn and shadows loom
I hide below it all or heavens underground
The clouds are fallin at our feet
Three steps down below the street
Three steps down below the city streets
In our private room, the color all runs out
The color all runs out, the color all runs out
The color all runs out