The Prison Lyrics & Chords By William Sterndale Bennett

I was high and dry like the Kansas sky If I ached for any more I knew I'd surely die Night after night trying to get out of my skin Day after lonely day You'd send me back...read more

We've been brought up in an omnipresent prison Day after day it grows, it lures us, it seduces, it comforts us Nevertheless we keep on going blindly Believing that things...read more