.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.
An' 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 al.
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