Getting Into Knives

[Verse 1]

I hit the cul-de-sac on the spiritual path

Retraced my steps back home

But the house burned down before I got there

And I found myself alone

I tried to keep things in perspective

As I hunted down the perpetrator

Loaded up my toolkit with every hateful instrument

Now here we are thirty years later

[Chorus 1]

I'm getting into knives

I'm getting into knives

I've been up and down the buffet several different times

I'm adjusting my focus, I'm getting into knives

[Verse 2]

I sought wisdom from the sages

Consulted with master tacticians

Met up with some guys who wouldn't tell me their last names

They specialized in non-conventional munitions

Stayed on the scent like a bloodhound

Followed the clues where they led

Taste of hot ashes on my tongue all day

I took my rifle with me to bed

[Chorus 2]

But I'm getting into knives

I'm getting into knives

It's a gift to be simple, it's a gift to be free

I'm adjusting my focus, I'm getting into knives

[Verse 3]

Held to my vision all these days

While stray signals kept flooding the switchboard

Came all this way for hunger

May I be worthy of my reward

I stood at the door and I listened

Rustled through my rucksack as quiet as I could

You can't give me back what you've taken

But you can give me something that's almost as good

[Chorus 3]

I'm getting into knives

I am getting into knives

Behold, I stand at the door and I knock, and then I knock twice

I've adjusted my focus, I'm getting into knives