YOUR PRISON KEEPS ME STRONG
You came to me again today
All ghosts that went before – now slipped away...
Into the fog that is the dream
They steal the soul that is my scream...
Where are the demons, the buried dead?
Under the floorboards?...
Under the bed?...
Laughing and screaming, they’re alive in your head
Laced with anger, the words fall short
Into the chasm of pain and remorse
Velvet fist in a metal glove
Strength we seek to rise above...
Where are the demons, the buried dead?
Under the floorboards?...
Under the bed?...
Kicking and screaming, they’re alive in your head
You’re the keeper of the light, where the tunnels run long
I’m the bird in your gilded cage...
Your prison keeps me strong
Through the day and the night
The right and the wrong
Your prison keeps me strong...
Here on the high wire do we hope to fall?
Crashing to earth for the thrill of it all
Aware of the strength in the power of love
Embracing us whole in all that it does...
Where are the demons, the buried dead?
Under the floorboards?...
Under the bed?...
Laughing and screaming, they’re alive in your head
You’re the keeper of the light where the tunnels run long
I’m the bird in your gilded cage...
Your prison keeps me strong
Through the day and the night
The right and the wrong
Your prison keeps me strong...
Blow by blow, the mighty weaken
Left unheard the meek believe in...
The prison that keeps them strong
