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Space (Live) - New Model Army
You walk the thinnest of the ice
So easy to hurt
We drove through the dark in the pouring rain
And barely said a word
So dress your wounds as best you can
And close your tired eyes
Try to climb away from here towards
The empty skies
And I'll meet you there high above it all
In the kiss of air the lover's breath
Visions rise from each little death
As Moses stands and turns his gaze away
From the feuding tribes
Walks towards the mountains
And through the rocks he climbs
God he orders Moses -
'Bring the people to my will'
'Leave me be cries Moses
Keeps on walking up the hill
And I'll meet you there high above it all
In the kiss of air the lover's breath
Visions rise from each little death
And should the Devil come and should he say -
'All of this will I give to you
If you just bow down and worship me
I'm on my knees
And I'll meet you there high above it all
And I'll meet you there high above it all
In the kiss of air the lover's breath
Visions rise from each little death
In the kiss of air the lover's breath
'All of this will I give to you
