In the Cage的吉他谱
In the Cage的歌词
I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep,
deep in the deep.
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast
turn sour
Turn sweat
turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave.
Get me out of this cave!
If I keep my self-control,
I'll be safe
in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief,
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit
just
never learns.
Stalactites,
stalagmites
Shut me in,
lock me tight.
Lips are dry,
throat is dry.
Feel like burning,
stomach churning,
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They're netted by their strings,
Free to
flutter
in memories
of their wasted wings.
Outside the cage
I see my Brother John,
He turns his head
so slowly round.
I cry out Help!
before he can be gone,
And he looks at me
without a sound.
And I shout out 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood
dribbles down his cheek,
And I watch him turn again
and leave the cage.
My little runaway.
(Raindrops keep failing on my
head, they keep falling on my...)
(Raindrops keep failing on my
head, they keep falling on my...)
(Raindrops keep failing on my...)
In a trap,
feel a strap
Holding still.
Pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd Street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building,
can't take more.
My headaches charge,
the earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
Outside John disappears,
and my cage dissolves,
and without any reason
my body revolves.
Keep on turning,
keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
Turning around,
just spinning around.
around
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep,
deep in the deep.
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast
turn sour
Turn sweat
turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave.
Get me out of this cave!
If I keep my self-control,
I'll be safe
in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief,
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit
just
never learns.
Stalactites,
stalagmites
Shut me in,
lock me tight.
Lips are dry,
throat is dry.
Feel like burning,
stomach churning,
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They're netted by their strings,
Free to
flutter
in memories
of their wasted wings.
Outside the cage
I see my Brother John,
He turns his head
so slowly round.
I cry out Help!
before he can be gone,
And he looks at me
without a sound.
And I shout out 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood
dribbles down his cheek,
And I watch him turn again
and leave the cage.
My little runaway.
(Raindrops keep failing on my
head, they keep falling on my...)
(Raindrops keep failing on my
head, they keep falling on my...)
(Raindrops keep failing on my...)
In a trap,
feel a strap
Holding still.
Pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd Street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building,
can't take more.
My headaches charge,
the earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
Outside John disappears,
and my cage dissolves,
and without any reason
my body revolves.
Keep on turning,
keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
Turning around,
just spinning around.
around