In this place not a face that I can trust,
Not a scene to be believed, it's changing...
From each door to the boot of my own car
They follow every move I'm making.

Like age they'll take my mind,
Like years they'll take my sight,
A long slow march through the night,
A long slow march tonight.

To the next I hear each word I breathe
A stranger to deceive, I'm on you.
Here you stand a brother in each sense
But eyes that I can't place: do I know you?

Like age they'll take my mind,
Like years they'll take my sight,
A long slow march through the night,
A long slow march tonight.
[repeat 3x]