We were drinking, yeah we started drinking, round two

And the air was so heavy, yeah the air was heavy, with hopes it couldn't fulfil

This is as good as it gets

Hope is all we have left

The pilot plays, can't hear a sound

All my optimism's drowned


Yeah I'm drowned

I'm drowned and I don't know why


The cicadas, yeah the cicadas, are ringing in my ears

Awake from hibernation and singing from frustration about being locked up all year


Like a chapter, a concluding chapter, that sinks you with its hooks

You know this little city looks like a city I read about in books