Can't remember what we came here for
The summer still precedes us like folklore
We knew the only way to fly was to let go and try
But then we stumbled upon Tuesday and only wondered why
And all the "what if" conversation was quickly running dry
So now ours is a flag with no wind
Can't remember what we stayed here for
Options are decreasing, that's for sure
We flew to California thinking that we'd set sail
And all the prophecy foretold that we could not fail
But then we came ashore in Delphi and chased our tail
And we found no Aeolian wind
All these things
Recollect my dreams
Every passing day
Takes them farther away