In The Cage (Genesis)

Bm A I got sunshine in my stomach G Bm Like I just rocked my baby to sleep. Bm/F# A/E I got sunshine in my stomach G/D A/C# G/D A/C# But I can't keep me from creeping sleep, G/D A/C# Bm Sleep, deep in the deep. Ebm 1. Rockface moves to press my skin Bm White liquid turn sour within Ebm Turn fast - turn sour Bm Turn sweat - turn sour. Ebm Must tell myself that I'm not here. Bm I'm drowning in a liquid fear. Ebm Bottled in a strong compression, Bm My distortion shows obsession Ebm Bm In the cave Ebm Bm Get me out of this cave! Eb Ab R1: If I keep my self-control, Eb Ab I'll be safe in my soul. Eb Ab And the childhood belief Eb Ab Brings a moment's relief, C#m But my cynic soon returns Ab And the lifeboat burns. C#m A F# My spirit just never learns. 2. 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 leftover room. Body stretching, feel the wretching In the cage Get me out of the cage! R2: In the glare of a light, I see a strange kind of sight; Of cages joined to form a star Each person can't go very far; All tied to their things They're netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings. F Ddim *: Outside the cage I see my Brother John, Eb He turns his head so slowly round. B I cry out Help! before he can be gone, Eb B And he looks at me without a sound. Ddim And I shout out 'John please help me!' Eb B But he does not even want to try to speak. Eb B I'm helpless in my violent rage Ab Eb Fm7(no5) Eb And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek, Abm B Ebsus4 And I watch him turn away and leave the cage. B My little runaway. Eb (Raindrops keep falling on my head, they keep falling on my...) 3. In a trap, feel a strap Holding still. Pinned for kill. Chances narrow that I'll make it, In the cushioned straight-jacket. Just like 22nd Street, They got me by my neck and feet. Pressures building, can't take more. My headaches charge, earaches roar. In this pain, Get me out of this pain! R3: If I could change to liquid, I could fill the cracks up in the rocks. I know that I am solid And I am my own bad luck. Outside John disappears, my cage dissolves, without any reason my body revolves. Ebm Bm Keep on turning, Ebm Bm Keep on turning, Ebm Bm Turning around, Ebm Bm spinning around.