Chains, Chains, Chains

Whose eyes are those

Too fair to be but the night in day's clothes

Speak, speak it I beg if you know it

Just say it plain

Lorraine'sWhat thing is this

At my feet, at my heart, at my wrists

If you know anything, I have to insist

That you explain

Chains, chains, chains

Chains, chainsThen what am I

If bound to walk in chains 'til I die

Reaching wildly out to the sky

With no particular aim

A flame and all aflameAnd what are these

Put my mind out to deep, deep seas

I won't see the forest, I won't see the trees

'Til they're gone with the flame

Names, nameWhose eyes are those

Ought to be careful or simply keep them closed

I see them now wherever I go

Set to the solemn refrain

Chains, chains

Oh, oh oh

Chains, chains, chain, chains