Lyrics Bruce Dickinson

Bruce Dickinson

Rescue Day

You don't know your jailer

Like you, he's never been free

He looks just like you, doesn't he?

He's got no sense of his own reward

Who needs freedom anyway?

When you've got your golden cage

What I call isolation

You might call it passion play

How long have you been here?

You really can't say

How long will you stay?

Who cares anyway?

It's a rescue day

What's the use in fighting

Battles that you can't lose

You're here by an invitation

Another's mad refuse

Escape is a temptation

But it's much too tough to choose

That's why I'm standing out here

That's why I'm waiting out here

It's a rescue day

Another rescue day

You build walls to keep me out

Or maybe to keep you in

Which ever jail you choose right now

Your house is not your friend