COLONY. "A cry for help, a hint of anesthesia. The sound from broken homes, we used to always meet here. As he lays asleep, she takes him in her arms. Some things I have to do, but I don't mean you harm. A cruel wind that blows down to our lunacy. And leaves him standing cold here in this colony. I can't see why all these confrontations. I can't see why all these dislocations.
No family life, this makes me feel uneasy. Stood alone here in this colony...Dear god in his wisdom took you by the hand, god in his wisdom made you understand.. In this colony. ~ Joy Division