Mourn Epilogue
A golden toast
A shiny drink
Sparkly gold
Tastes like sunlight
Spicy sunshine
Sour stars
Spicy sunshine
Sour stars
Celebrating a restart
With a tipsy jump
Tired of watching us waiting
Watching us waiting and fade
Spicy sunshine
Sour stars
Spicy sunshine
We hold our hands
Savory dance
We sing along
What is next?
What is next?
What is next?