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