Lyrics The Wolfgang Press

The Wolfgang Press

Chains

Chains

Chains

We console now, you and I

I said hold me there, hold me

Make the night roll magic, I will not fly away

So now make it, make it rain

Chains

Chains

I have wandered and I have found

No reason that I can understand

Why all these boundaries return to where I am

So please break them, make them break down into

Chains

Chains

Make the night roll

And hold my hands up to your own

I'm like a man pitied and maimed

Sorrow won't lift our shame like these

Chains

Chains

Chains

Chains

Chains