Feena, I've started this like five times, same as last night. Typing, deleting, crying on my keyboard. You asked if you did us proud. You did. Not the polite kind of proud, the real kind. You took a bunch of strangers and made us a team, you chased every late submission so nobody got docked, and you made all of us feel like we belonged, my emotional chaotic ass included. I voted for you to lead before any of this even started. Still the best vote I cast all season. Not sure if you know this, but when you told me you'd pick me in my own style almost every time, that stuck. It's a big part of why I stopped hiding behind my characters. So there's a bit of you in everything I'm making now. And watching you play the piano yourself, try your own voice, open up after all those years... that's the part of this season I'm keeping. So no, not goodbye. And you don't get to just sit on the sidelines either, you're coming with me every round I've got left. I'll make it count. Team Volt forever 💙 [Verse] Four a.m. and I'm typin' through it, everybody's sayin' it early, just in case. I had it written, then took it back, tried so hard till the letters swam. All that came out was it's way too soon for goodbyes, but your gut's hardly ever wrong... Turns out, it wasn't. I could've handed you a platitude, didn't have a single one left in me... And I can't stop cryin'. You played the keys yourself for once, tried your real voice on the track. Twenty years without opening up, six weeks in here and you did beautifully. [Pre-Chorus] I'm still in, and I can't tell you why, you're the reason any of us got this far. Don't tell me it happens for a reason, it has, it has to mean somethin'. Few more hours and this room goes dark for you, no door to slam, it's just gone. Whatever you came in here hopin' for, don't you go leavin' it on the floor. [Chorus] Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, I'll carry 'em the rest of the way. Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, I got 'em. I got 'em. Your note says give it everythin' you've got, so I'll fight with everythin' left in me. [Verse] They let the crowd pick the fourth leader, I picked you and stayed by your side. You chased down every late submission, nobody gettin' docked on your watch. Five of us walked into week one, four of us still here tonight, and the only one who didn't make the cut is the one who made the team. So don't ask if you did us proud. You did. You really did. Sorry it took me a whole song to say it the right way. [Pre-Chorus] You built a team out of strangers, and every friend made it through, every one of us but you. Don't say that's just how it goes. It has, it has to mean somethin'. You said you'd be rooting from the sidelines. Nah, I ain't lettin' you get off that easy. Whatever you came in here hopin' for, don't you go leavin' it on the floor. [Chorus] Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, I'll carry 'em the rest of the way. Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, I got 'em. I got 'em. Your note says give it everythin' you've got, so I'll fight with everythin' left in me. I'll carry your hopes and dreams onto every stage you don't get to see. If my voice breaks, please root for me. I'm not done singin' yet... and I'm not done cryin'. [Bridge] Came in here thinkin' the world was gray and black. Last night, under every goodbye, a row of hearts in every color, from every team and friend. Didn't know it could look like that. You're the reason why it does. You can't see in here no more, so I'll tell you what it looks like. the cuties are crying under sunglasses, sparrow swears you'll always have Azeroth, somehow there's a pink unicorn regretin' nothin', and there's a Team Volt under every post. And your headphones are still on the stage... Nobody's touchin' 'em on my watch. They're still warm and waitin' for you. I'm okay... I'm— Why— I— I'm not— [Final Chorus] Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, We'll carry 'em the rest of the way. Hopes and dreams? Hand 'em here, I got 'em (we got 'em), we got 'em. Your note says give it everythin' you've got, so we'll fight with everythin' left in us. We'll carry your hopes and dreams onto every stage you don't get to see. If our voice breaks, please root for us. We're not done singin' yet, And you're not done singin' either. No, you're not done yet. [Outro] It's after six. It's quiet in here. I'm still playing. I'm still... here. I got 'em, I promise.
