Bruce Dickinson - Solar Confinement

Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs

Chaotic energy that sucks the life from h to he

All life withers in the sun - I deny what I have done

Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar distress flares

(o-oh)

Ive slept with many strangers

So fission, fusion, fission makes good sense

Where I laid my head, my troubles Ill put down to experience

Its warm and lonely in the sun - I deny what I have done

Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar distress flares

Solar distress flares

(o-oh)

A lonely boy sits in his room

His curtains hide the sun

Confess to what youve done

And no one understands

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar distress flares

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar confinement

Solar distress flares

Solar distress flares

Solar distress flares

(o-oh)