This Low Songtext
von The Frames

We made a plan
That was subject to change
So whatever way it works, oh
We both get the blame
In the arms of this low

And you took the wind right out of my sails
By sweating it out the little details
In the arms of this low
In the arms of this low

So thread the light
And thread the light
And thread the light
And thread the light

Thread the light
And thread the light
And thread the light
And thread the light


We made a choice
And we knew we would pay
For stealing the joy and trying to escape
In the arms of this low

And if by some chance
You break from the pack
You know I′ll be waiting here to welcome you back
Into the arms of this low
Into the arms of this low

So thread the light
And thread the light, oh
Thread the light
Thread the light

And thread the light
And spread the light
And thread the light
And spread the light

And shine a light
Dont hide your light
And live the light
And give a light


And seek the light
And speak the light
And crave for light
And bring the light

Stay the light
Share the light
Show a light
And hold the light

And thread the light
And spread the light
And raise a light
And praise the light