Solar Confinement
    (B. Dickinson / A. Dickson)
      Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs
  Chaotic energy that sucks the life from H to He
  All life withers in the sun
  I deny what I have done
  Spend my days and nights in crimson halls of roaring fire
    CHORUS:
  Solar confinement
  Solar confinement
  Solar confinement
  Solar distress flares, Oh-o!
    I've slept with many strangers
  so fission fusion fission makes good sense
  Where I lay my head
  my troubles I put down to experience
  It's cold and lonely in the sun
  I deny what I have done
  Spend my days and nights in crimson halls of roaring fire
    REPEAT CHORUS:
    Solar distress flares, Oh-o!
    SOLO
    A lonely boy sits in his room
  His curtains hide the sun
  Confess to what you've done
  and no one understands
    REPEAT CHORUS (x2)
    Solar distress wears
  Solar distress wears
  Solar distress wears, Oh-o!