Nothing Touches - New Model Army

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 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 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 ever touches