[00:07.41]I got sunshine in my stomach
[00:13.17]Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
[00:18.18]I got sunshine in my stomach
[00:26.40]But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
[00:27.57]Sleep, deep in the deep
[01:18.75]Rockface moves to press my skin
[01:21.48]White liquids turn sour within
[01:23.91]Turn fast-turn sour
[01:28.53]Turn sweat-turn sour
[01:29.61]Must tell myself that I'm not here
[01:32.34]I'm　drowning in a lake of fear
[01:35.16]Bottled in a strong compression
[01:37.89]My distortion shows obsession
[01:41.10]In the cave
[01:44.28]Get me out of this cave!
[01:51.30]If I keep self-control
[01:53.64]I'll be safe in my soul
[01:56.70]And the childhood belief
[01:58.59]Brings a moments relief
[02:01.92]But my cynic soon returns
[02:03.57]And the lifeboat burns
[02:08.67]My spirit just never learns
[02:16.41]Stalactities, Stalagmites
[02:17.31]Shut me in, lock me tight
[02:19.44]Lips are dry, food is dry
[02:22.68]Feel like burning, stomach churning
[02:25.38]I'm dressed up in a white costume
[02:29.16]Padding out left-over room
[02:30.84]Body stretching, feel the wretching
[02:33.42]In the cage
[02:39.66]Get me out of this cage!
[02:46.35]In the glare of a light
[02:48.81]I see a strange kind of sight
[02:49.74]Of cages joined to form a star
[02:55.41]Each person can't go very far
[02:56.13]All tied to their things
[02:59.79]They are netted by their strings
[03:04.92]Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings
[03:07.89]Outside the cage I see my brother John
[04:43.35]He turns his head so slowly round
[04:53.43]I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone
[04:54.90]And he looks at me without a sound
[05:03.48]And I shout out "John, please help me!"
[05:05.73]But he does not even want to try to speak
[05:09.51]I'm helpless in my violent rage
[05:13.80]And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
[05:18.06]And I watch him turn again and leave the cage
[05:22.14]My little runaway
[05:22.92]In a trap, feel a strap
[05:53.82]Holding still, Pinned for kill
[05:56.34]Chances narrow that I'll make it
[05:59.37]In the cushioned straightjacket
[06:00.99]Just like 22nd street
[06:04.11]And they got me by their neck and feet
[06:06.93]Pressure's building, can't take more
[06:09.36]My headache's charge, my earache's roar
[06:11.79]in this pain
[06:15.75]Get me out of this pain!
[06:22.53]If I could turn to liquid
[06:25.14]I could fill the cracks up in the rock
[06:27.30]But I know that I am solid
[06:31.02]And I am my own bad luck
[06:33.99]Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
[06:41.19]And without any reason my body revolves
[06:58.41]Keep on turning
[06:58.77]Keep on turning
[06:59.10]Keep on turning
[06:59.46]Keep on turning
[06:59.79]Keep on turning
[07:00.15]Turning around
[07:03.93]Just spinning around
[07:04.53]Down, down, down ...

I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
Sleep, deep in the deep
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquids turn sour within
Turn fast-turn sour
Turn sweat-turn sour
Must tell myself that I'm not here
I'm　drowning in a lake of fear
Bottled in a strong compression
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave
Get me out of this cave!
If I keep self-control
I'll be safe in my soul
And the childhood belief
Brings a moments relief
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns
My spirit just never learns
Stalactities, Stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight
Lips are dry, food is dry
Feel like burning, stomach churning
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out left-over room
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of this cage!
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 are netted by their strings
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings
Outside the cage I see my brother John
He turns his head so slowly round
I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone
And he looks at me without a sound
And I shout out "John, please help me!"
But he does not even want to try to speak
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
And I watch him turn again and leave the cage
My little runaway
In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still, Pinned for kill
Chances narrow that I'll make it
In the cushioned straightjacket
Just like 22nd street
And they got me by their neck and feet
Pressure's building, can't take more
My headache's charge, my earache's roar
in this pain
Get me out of this pain!
If I could turn to liquid
I could fill the cracks up in the rock
But I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck
Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
And without any reason my body revolves
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Turning around
Just spinning around
Down, down, down ...