Knife Lyrics - New Model Army

Turn and the world turns on, we're riding out with the dawn 

All fixed up once again like a thousand times before 

Beneath the blessed sun and the coming day 

And the years don't change a thing - the rush remains the same 

And I feel like a knife, these days are calling 

I feel like a knife, sharpened like steel 

Touched by the hand of the gods on these golden mornings 

I feel like a knife for you 

Stopped on the way down to the sea on the wide and lonely roads 

The scent of summer nights and the warm fever of dreams 

Beneath the falling stars, with the music loud 

We're dancing spinning round in the wild cascading lights 

And I feel like a knife . . . 

These days to remember where it was that we came from 

What was it that we wanted before all the changes 

And the hardest part is choosing and watching all the doors closing 

No turning back, no turning back 

Well the years and the miles don't change a thing 

The blood remains the same 

It's a dream in a dream in a dream in a dream 

With the darkness rushing by again 

And I feel like a knife . . .