It seems we're always losing time and that's a disaster when it's all you've got. We filter out into the alleyway. We occupy these empty streets. What is left to learn from these mistakes over and again. What is left to lose. We're bleeding ourselves dry of what is left of our intent to push ourselves ahead. Pale faces in the moonlight turn to pale faces in the son. You can keep your mask on for now but in the night time please take it off. I resign to see us for who we really are. I'll see you when you get that far. I resign to see us for what we really are. I'll see you if you get that far. You can keep your mask on for now.