Can't You Feel The Chains?

Pressing crowds and passengers
Waiting by the carousel
Will your bags remind you of home
And those you left in hell?

I can't take the thought of you here
I can't put you out
Close your eyes and look at me here
Across the miles
Look at me

Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
Can't you hear a voice behind the quiet?
Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
That keeps us bound forever, love

And my mind is like a whetstone now
Sharpening things to throw
Who or what could pull you this far?
And how far did you go?

I can't take the look of this place
You can't trust the ones you trust
And as you turn to treason now
My hands are tied
Look at me

Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
Can't you hear a voice behind the quiet?
Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
That keeps us bound for life, my love.

Recorded by Chagall Guevara.  Written by L. Nichols, D.H. Perkins, and Steve Taylor © 1991 MGA Publishing, GMMI, and Sadoshrimp (ASCAP)

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