New Model Army - Knife Lyrics
Turn and the world turns on, we're riding out with the dawnAll fixed up once again like a thousand times beforeBeneath the blessed sun and the coming dayAnd the years don't change a thing - the rush remains the sameAnd I feel like a knife, these days are callingI feel like a knife, sharpened like steelTouched by the hand of the gods on these golden morningsI feel like a knife for youStopped on the way down to the sea on the wide and lonely roadsThe scent of summer nights and the warm fever of dreamsBeneath the falling stars, with the music loudWe're dancing spinning round in the wild cascading lightsAnd I feel like a knife . . .These days to remember where it was that we came fromWhat was it that we wanted before all the changesAnd the hardest part is choosing and watching all the doors closingNo turning back, no turning backWell the years and the miles don't change a thingThe blood remains the sameIt's a dream in a dream in a dream in a dreamWith the darkness rushing by againAnd I feel like a knife . . .
