Knife

Knife - Aztec Camera

Like a child could have the trigger

And the best man neednt fall

To understand that heaven

Could be any place at all

Just five colours set in motion

And i try again to place it

And its features are obscured

Everytime i turn to face it

But i still chase it

Oh its twists are cruel and hopeless

Like neglect has worn it thin

And it could rip the sky wide open

And let the rain come tumbling in

And we wait on every whisper

Like it makes us more alive

Theres a sense we didn't have

And i feel it in the other five

See the pity and the pride

In the same sea of emotion

Cup my hands and touch the tide

And expect to feel the ocean

Its just a notion

And the knife has got my number

And the number that you keep

And the knife has called division

And its drawn when i'm asleep

Oh its twists are cruel and hopeless

Like neglect has worn it thin

And it could rip the sky wide open

And let the rain come tumbling in

And the knife has got my number

And the number that you keep

And the knife has called division

And its drawn when i'm asleep

Oh its twists are cruel and hopeless

Like neglect has worn it thin

And it could rip the sky wide open

And let the rain come tumbling in