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Texty: Duran Duran. Astronaut. Chains.

An hour since the sundown
The ghosts are creepin' in
Are gatherin' around me
Like starlings in the wind
Dark shapes gather 'round

Voices like my brother's
Are whispering to me
But I don't know these others
Who want to set me free
Come home you're out of time

But the life cannot let go
It's a chain cuts across my soul
Anchoring in this world

I put my hand into the flame
Burning but I feel no pain
Don't speak, don't speak my name
Hold on to this life of chains

The door is standing open
But I'm too tired to be afraid
My whole life's in this moment
I've been fighting all the way
Just need a little more time

'Cause the life just can't let go
It's a chain cuts across my soul
Anchoring in this world

I put my hand into the flame
Burning but I feel no pain
Don't speak, don't speak my name
Hold on to this life of chains

Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa na na naa
Naa naa

I put my hand into the flame
Burning but I feel no pain
Don't speak, don't speak my name
Hold on to this life of chains
Chains chains chains