Solar Confinement
Dickinson, Bruce
Skunkworks (1996)

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 crimson halls of roaring fire

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 crimson halls of roaring fire

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