new model army
nothing touches
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