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{plinkly synth reminiscent of loading screens} {distant wind

ambiance} {soft acoustic

piano keys} We used to build our castles in the square-shaped dirt

Chasing shooting stars until our eyes would hurt

Now the servers are empty,

the lobby is cold

Just memories of stories we never told

Waiting in the queue,

staring at the screen

Where'd you go? Where have you been?

{building subtle string swells} Flying off the battle bus,

looking for a spark

Flying through the arena,

driving in the dark

Blocks fade away in the morning light (oh-oh-oh)

I miss the squad we

had on those summer nights

We learned to aerial,

we learned to survive

Staying up till dawn made us feel alive

But the ranks reset,

and the seasons change

Now your offline status feels so strange

{distant piano chord

rings} Flying off the battle bus,

looking for a spark Flying through the arena,

driving in the dark

Blocks fade away in the morning light (oh-oh-oh)

I miss the squad we

had on those summer nights

Offline for five years...

{soft 8-bit synthetic chimes fade} {whispered vocal ad-lib} Just blocks in the

wind.