And This Is Chains

The pressure closes in
He sleeps in chains on the gloom of day
The rising son brings fear
In the whites of his eyes

The walls are made of air
The entire world lat at his mercy
And this is chains

He can run free in the fields
And play with the horses
He can breathe the fresh air
And this is chains

The sun illuminates
Fresh enlightenment inside
Breathing life and in
And this is chains

She loves him
She evaporates the world around him
The clouds bow down to her
And this is chains

Nine months pass
The child is born
A beautiful child
And this is chains