Tension like a corset made of steel
Traps my beating heart inside a cage
Tries to hide the terror that I feel
Tension is a corset made of steel
Why, now, must my feelings be concealed?
When anger in a moment turns to rage
Tension is a corset made of steel
My tender heart is trapped inside a cage.
I wish we were in Standon by the ford
The river Stort, the placid cows, the sun
Oh, to be outdoors, the light to hoard
Without you you near I feel that I am shunned.
Up the hill we find the quiet church
We see the village spread out like a bed
We found this place although we did not search
I long to see your face though you are dead
Could I find you if I came at night
Shadows walk like ghosts by Prozac raised.
Could I find you in the morning light?
All I want is this, to see your face.
No one knows the mystery and the wealth
Is memory now a danger to my healtha?
Claustrophobia held me in its grip
I could not breathe, my heart was in my mouth
I could not even take a single step
Claustrophobia held me in its grip.
Tension cracked my bones and cursed my lip.
Frantically I paced about the house
Claustrophobia held me in its grip
I could not breathe, my heart was in my mouth
