Aztec Camera-Knife

From 1984... I fell in love with this song the moment I heard it.
How many people can say that it's happened to them with love?
I've truly been blessed.
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Aztec Camera-Knife

Like a child could have the trigger,
And the best man needn't 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
Every time 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,
There's 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 is 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.