Belmont sings Chicagoland in harmony.

She says, "I don't really dream. I just write songs in my sleep."

I've defeated cars, but I'm bound to this street.
It's a perfect day, but I think I'd rather just sleep.

I grew a pair of wings, but I think I'd rather walk.
I've got a lot to say, but I'd rather not talk [about it].

I'm an optimist, but I'd rather sit and cry.
It's time to live it up, I think I'd rather just die [for now].

They all say they know, but they can't tell me why.
Skepticism falls and suddenly, it's like, "I think I know better."

He says, "I don't really dream. I just assume it's all reality."

And in a way, I guess it is.