Achilles at the Athenian Diner on Route 8
He never sailed for Troy, played it safe, now it's too late
His body built for glory dons an employee's name plate
Passions smashed to hobbies, stirs his coffee, bound to stay
I want what's plain impossible, justify it as a dream
Tell my folks responsible, we all try to get some sleep
I want the adults that I care about to be proud I did it right
They got worried love for a first-born son, "what's he doing with his life?"
Sometimes I wish my dreams just called for class and student loans
Realistic and reliable and accomplished close to home
But the calling to adventure will not guarantee a job
Don't wanna be no disappointment but I know that I can't stop
I aint brave Achilles comforted by destiny
There's nothing I was born to do is that aimless or is that free
It's greatness or it's failure past the eternal on-ramp gates
Dreams and dread in my heart and head at this diner on Route 8
Sign above the highway says bright futures dim with age
Hometown saying if you go you'll throw all this away
Sign above the highway "all potential fades with age"
Threshold on the edge of town and it's my choice to make