Save your best moves. It gets weirdBillions of cops, smoke and mirrorsCarrying creed cards we all race for deathHope to be saved by our next breathWalk the beat. It takes yearsYou’ll drive a mustache or a beardWe find a rhythm and we fight in song, yeahAll night long, all night longToday, I thought of seeing youToday, I thought of early daysI thought of two citiesprivileged but estrangedToday, our old construction siteToday, a building incompleteYou aren’t missing anythingBut you’re missingGood morning everyoneI hope I didn’t sleep too longI was dreaming of a failed careerKilling fields, smoke and mirrorsToday, I speak of missing youToday, I think of better daysI see an old citywill never be the sameToday, our old construction siteToday, is missing everythingYou’re missing everythingYou’re missing everythingToday, I finished what we startedToday, I thought you might be proudWe have recorded your defeatAn album always incompleteWe were once youngWe were once pureWhat happened to you?