Low Light (Live in New York - July 8, 2003)

Clouds roll by Kneeling is what they say or is it just my way Wind blows by low light sidetracked low light Can't see my tracks your scent way back Can I be here all alone clear a path to my home Blood runs dry Books and jealousy tell me wrong I will feel calm Poise blows by low light car crash low light Can wear my mask your first my last Voice goes by Two birds is what they'll see getting lost upon their way Wind rolls by low light eye sight low light I need the light I'll find my way from wrong What's real the dream I see