Here I am,
In that place I told you I wouldn't be.
The stars were aligned but as soon as I followed them they fell off the map;
And no sooner than I open my mouth do all the words flee,
And so I've adapted to living with that mouth closed.
I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.
Progress is just an illusion
And all those lovely dreams are just dreams in the end
(when you've drifted away from them).