New Order - Procession

There is no end to this
I have seen your face
But I don't recognize all these things
You must have kept behind
It's a problem, you know
That's been there all your life
Tries to make you see the world without you
That's just some black and white
At night it gets cold and
You'd dearly like to turn away
An escape that fails
And makes the wounds that time won't heal
Hello, hello, hello, hello

There is no end to this
I can't turn away
Another picture would deceive
History'd say
There is no room to move