[A minute sample made on Little Big Planet 2 when I was a child. Thank you for making this game.] [Verse 1] I hold the memories of you in my head All the things we made, All the games we played Never to be running again I screamed and I mourned Never to expect the news I heard As I read your obituary A part of me that's an artist was crying My memory disk, lost all footage All the joy you brought me gone forever And we used to make songs together You taught me everything, my inspiration I watch our last movie we made together I will never write another with you And I hold something you gave me Never to have these moments again You taught me how to be an artist You raised me since childhood I can't believe you are no longer around You made me friends who came and gone [Chorus] Dear long lost friend, You will always be in my heart You made me who I am today You're the reason I made art Dear long lost friend, You helped me write my first songs You will not be forgotten As I lay flowers on your grave Rest in piece, Little Big Planet You always had the best games [Verse 2] As I imagine a checkpoint, Hoping you'd respawn I don't know why this happened Hoping they respond Sometimes I would see you, In the meme with the cat dress as fruit Those legs were sackboy's And it brought me joy to see you And so I know your legacy lives on In the minds of all your fans We came to write full stories And our planets would expand Such a beautiful game To encourage a child's imagination You made a generation of artists Thank you, I'll see you in my Dreams [Chorus 2] Dear long lost friend, You will always be in my heart You made me who I am today You're the reason I make art Dear long lost friend, You helped me write my first songs You will not be forgotten As I lay flowers on your grave Goodbye, Little Big Planet You will always be my favorite I'll miss you, I'll think of you, You've been with me for all these years Hoping I could go back to yesteryear My first Playstation game, my dear There's a Media Molecole left of you And the flame died out, the imagisphere [ British Male Narrator: Talking] Planet earth, or as the rest of the omniverse call it, the orb of dreamers. The occupants of it which spend so much time asleep and dreaming. Their vast imaginations humming away, charged with creative energy. Where does it all go? Up through a cerebralbilical cord where it collects and melds with all the other dreamers energy; and something wonderful happens: It forms a world. An etheral dreamscape of adventure and possibilities. An abstract plane of beautiful wonderment, just waiting to be explored. And you can go there now.
