Remember when we jumped and sang?
When skies were bright and love would reign?
Long ago we would make our own,
Worlds lustrous and blooming with youth.
While they drank away their fears,
We faced ours, battled our way through.
The worlds, ever created anew,
Bloomed with darkness, shadows made to consume.
Us, shining beacons amidst the damage,
Glue for Em and Will through every step.
Arizona could never wait, could it?
One more Crown could make it all better, right?
But we knew better.