Procession

You live like you’re leading a procession
You talk like you’re bored of making decisions
You walk like you made of fast impression
And you take like I stole your every possession
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back
We have great fears, no tears to remember
Devote yourself, promote yourself into heaven
You must, you should, you could but you’ll never
Don’t look back, you let all the sacred get severed
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back
The spinning wheel of the winning field
You’re the spinning wheel of the winning field
The spinning wheel of the winning field
You’re the spinning wheel of the winning field
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back
Oh, I’ll always come back