Bruce Dickinson
"Solar Confinement"

(B. Dickinson/ A. Dickson)

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

CHORUS:
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares, Oh-o!

I've slept with many strangers
so fission fusion fission makes good sense
Where I lay my head
my troubles I put down to experience
It's cold and lonely in the sun
I deny what I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire

REPEAT CHORUS:

Solar distress flares, Oh-o!

SOLO

A lonely boy sits in his room
His curtains hide the sun
Confess to what you've done
and no one understands

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)

Solar distress wears
Solar distress wears