My love, she jumped from the top of her game
A lover's leap, never went there again
Said you're free to look back, but I'll keep going
You know we built this thing on the not knowing

We're raw footage, still unedited
It's awkward, rough and repetitive
But it could win awards when and if it's shown
But you won't need those where you're going

My love, she climbed on the roof of the car
Said, it will be my stage if it's not gonna start
Tossed the keys as the thing started rolling
Said, you won't need those where you're going

Took some found footage from an unfinished man
Made a narrative leap through some sleight of hand
There will be buzz and heat when and if it's shown
But you won't need those where you're going
We won't need those where we're going
You won't need those where you're going

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Allan Carl Newman, Daniel Bejar