| 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 |