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Nothing Touches

 

Nothing Touches

(album: Thunder And Consolation - 1989)


We drive in silence beneath the grey dawning skies
Past the cooling towers where the white clouds slowly rise
I watch the world through motionless eyes
Nothing touches... nothing touches... nothing ever touches

Raised as son of Empire, hardened like a piece of steel
I am the master now of all that I can see
This means so much to you but nothing much to me
Cause nothing touches... nothing touches... nothing ever touches

Please take me home I am very young
Please take me home...

And yes, I heard you screaming as you walked out of my door
And yes, I've seen those bloody faces picked up from the floor
I feel nothing and yet I understand it all
Nothing touches... nothing touches... nothing ever touches... nothing ever touches

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