In a burnt-out high rise
This must have been some city
looking beyond to the desert night
A fallen down casino sign
And the Immovable stars
Pinned high above the wind
Through these streets filtered so much life
Before it became a final resting place
No more turns of the wheel
No more hands to deal
New world and new rules
Forgetting so we learn new ways
Under the fractured sunlight
Lost wind through empty streets
Sterile as the concrete moon
Discarded palaces crumbling down
And the immovable stars
Pinned high above the wind
Walking in the middle of highways
Never sleep just move between states
Trains of days
In five star ruins
Where we played
Thinking of you