Procession

There is no end to thisI have seen your faceBut I don't recognize all these thingsYou must have kept behindIt's a problem, you knowThat's been there all your lifeTries to make you see the world without youThat's just some black and whiteAt night it gets cold andYou'd dearly like to turn awayAn escape that failsAnd makes the wounds that time won't healHello, hello, hello, helloThere is no end to thisI can't turn awayAnother picture would deceiveHistory'd sayThere is no room to moveOr try to look awayRemember, life is strangeAnd life keeps getting stranger every dayA mass of harmless attitudesAll tied up all subsideNo matter what they sayYou knew your heart beats you late at nightYour heart beats you late at night (3)