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