Tekster:
Low Places The Storm

I sit so high up on a throne I wonder how I can feel this low On top of the world it's beautiful But there's no place to fall For the record ay, I give

don't strike the same place twice When you and I said goodbye I felt the angels cry True love's a gift but we let it drift in a storm Every night I feel

it out into the mist where castles stand on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind and drift and moods are made and set but shift this place where skies are low

corn for popping The lights are turned way down low Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow When we finally kiss goodnight How I hate going out in the storm

popping, The lights are turned way down low, Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! When we finally kiss goodnight, How I'll hate going out in the storm

for popping The lights are turned way down low Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow When we finally kiss goodnight How I'll hate going out in the storm

stay the same All those nights in a row Can't be high when I'm low I've got only myself to blame Kind of feeling bruised and worn Can't weather out this storm

alone as my dreams unfold Close your eyes and you'll hear my call Through every high and through every low Let's prove - we can weather the storm

number one Not the best, not the worst, 'cause my name is Run And I'm second 'cause I wreck it, that you want to see An emcee like D, inside the place