Hey, Mr Moon, tell me where did IEnd up last nightCanât remember anythingThereâs nothing on my mindI used to need a palace to keep my memoriesAnywhere I pleasedNow I canât see anythingAnd nothing clings to my earsAll my life, Iâve been runningAll my life running from these daysAnd I canât tell you whyNo face that I recognizeHas it been so long, it goes on and onAm I sick or dyingOr am I doing fineWhy canât I look at the roadIt makes no sound at all, crumbles and it fallsDid I sleep through summer and is it already fallI take a look at the mirrorTo the world of the pastI see my favorite showAnd this crowd is the last