Song | The World |
Artist | New Model Army |
Album | Raw Melody Men |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
The afternoon of silence wakes | |
They hurry through from Petergate | |
As if they know this dance | |
In fury blind I drive at night | |
Across the moors, the open roads | |
Beneath the freezing starry skies | |
Racing in some trance | |
These cities are illusions of | |
Some triumph over Natureïs laws | |
Weïve seen the iron carcass rust | |
And buildings topple into dust | |
And as the waters rise it seems | |
We cling to all the rootless things | |
The Christian lies, technology | |
While spirits scream and sing ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
Well I never said I was a clever man | |
But I know enough to understand | |
That the endless leaps and forward plans | |
Will someday have to cease | |
You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
And we laugh at your amazed surprise | |
As the Ark begins to sink | |
This temple that is built so well | |
To seperate us from ourselves | |
Is a power grown beyond control | |
A will without a face | |
And watching from outside I wish | |
That I could wash my hands of this | |
But we are locked together here | |
This bittersweet embrace ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
And if one day the final fire | |
Explodes across the whitened sky | |
I know youïre said youïd rather die | |
And make it overfast | |
With courage from your bravest friends | |
Waiting outside for the end | |
With no bitterness but an innocence | |
That I canït seem to grasp | |
I know somehow I will survive | |
This fury just to stay alive | |
So drunk with sickness weak with pain | |
I can walk the hills one last time | |
Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
Iïll scream to no one left at all | |
I told you so I told you so I told you so ... | |
Oh God I love the world |
The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
The afternoon of silence wakes | |
They hurry through from Petergate | |
As if they know this dance | |
In fury blind I drive at night | |
Across the moors, the open roads | |
Beneath the freezing starry skies | |
Racing in some trance | |
These cities are illusions of | |
Some triumph over Nature s laws | |
We ve seen the iron carcass rust | |
And buildings topple into dust | |
And as the waters rise it seems | |
We cling to all the rootless things | |
The Christian lies, technology | |
While spirits scream and sing ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
Well I never said I was a clever man | |
But I know enough to understand | |
That the endless leaps and forward plans | |
Will someday have to cease | |
You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
And we laugh at your amazed surprise | |
As the Ark begins to sink | |
This temple that is built so well | |
To seperate us from ourselves | |
Is a power grown beyond control | |
A will without a face | |
And watching from outside I wish | |
That I could wash my hands of this | |
But we are locked together here | |
This bittersweet embrace ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
And if one day the final fire | |
Explodes across the whitened sky | |
I know you re said you d rather die | |
And make it overfast | |
With courage from your bravest friends | |
Waiting outside for the end | |
With no bitterness but an innocence | |
That I can t seem to grasp | |
I know somehow I will survive | |
This fury just to stay alive | |
So drunk with sickness weak with pain | |
I can walk the hills one last time | |
Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
I ll scream to no one left at all | |
I told you so I told you so I told you so ... | |
Oh God I love the world |
The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
The afternoon of silence wakes | |
They hurry through from Petergate | |
As if they know this dance | |
In fury blind I drive at night | |
Across the moors, the open roads | |
Beneath the freezing starry skies | |
Racing in some trance | |
These cities are illusions of | |
Some triumph over Nature s laws | |
We ve seen the iron carcass rust | |
And buildings topple into dust | |
And as the waters rise it seems | |
We cling to all the rootless things | |
The Christian lies, technology | |
While spirits scream and sing ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
Well I never said I was a clever man | |
But I know enough to understand | |
That the endless leaps and forward plans | |
Will someday have to cease | |
You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
And we laugh at your amazed surprise | |
As the Ark begins to sink | |
This temple that is built so well | |
To seperate us from ourselves | |
Is a power grown beyond control | |
A will without a face | |
And watching from outside I wish | |
That I could wash my hands of this | |
But we are locked together here | |
This bittersweet embrace ... | |
Oh God I love the world | |
And if one day the final fire | |
Explodes across the whitened sky | |
I know you re said you d rather die | |
And make it overfast | |
With courage from your bravest friends | |
Waiting outside for the end | |
With no bitterness but an innocence | |
That I can t seem to grasp | |
I know somehow I will survive | |
This fury just to stay alive | |
So drunk with sickness weak with pain | |
I can walk the hills one last time | |
Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
I ll scream to no one left at all | |
I told you so I told you so I told you so ... | |
Oh God I love the world |