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 liquids 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 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 left-over 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; O cages joined to from a star Each person can't go very far; All tied to their things They are netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.
Outside the cage I see my brother John, He turn 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. My little runaway.
In a trap, feel a starp Holding still, Pinned for kill. Chances narrow that I'll make it, In the cushioned straitjacket. Just like 22nd St, And they got me by my neck and feet. Pressure's building, can't take more. My headache's charged. 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 rock, But 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 revolvess.
Keep on turning Keep on turning Keep on turning Keep on turning Keep on turning Turning around Just spinning around. Down, down, down..........
Compositores: Phillip David Charles Collins (Phil Collins), Anthony George Banks (Tony Banks), Michael John Cleote Crawford Rutherford (Mike Rutherford), Stephen Richard Hackett (Hackett Steve), Peter Brian Gabriel (Genesis 1) ECAD: Obra #72078 Fonograma #1135225