White Shadows by Coldplay. I don't own the lyrics.
~Gonzales's POV~
"I want to go back."
I stared at the girl in my arms, confused. "Go back where?"
Her eyes welled up with tears. "Back with my friends. Back where I felt safe, not threatened by an enemy. I want to laugh with the Swedish gamer. I want to talk with the chair. I want to play pranks with the pig. I want to go on adventures with the golden statue. I want to create different hairstyles with the rock."
I realized she was talking about the BroArmy and I frowned, feeling my heart start to break. "Wh-why?"
When I was a young boy I tried to listen.
And I wanna feel like that.
Little white shadows, blink and miss them.
Part of a system I am.
"Because everything is different here." she cried. "I don't like it. I don't want to be here."
If you ever feel like something's missing.
Things you'll never understand.
Little white shadows, sparkle and glisten.
Part of a system plan.
"Emika." I said softly. I started walking to our room.
"Take me home. Please. Gonzales." she whined, clutching my shirt.
All of this noise, I'm waking up.
All of this space I'm taking up.
All of this sound is breaking up.
Ohhhh...
I opened the door, stepping inside and closing it. I set Emika down and she let go, running to the bed and falling onto it. I stared at her with sadness.
Maybe you get what you wanted.
Maybe you stumbled upon it.
Everything you ever wanted.
In a permanent state.
Maybe you'll know when you see it.
Maybe if you say it, you'll mean it.
And when you find it, you keep it.
In a permanent state.
A permanent state.
I walked over to the bed, sitting next to Emika. She shuddered slightly and I looked down at her. "Emika..."
When I was a young boy.
I tried to listen.
Don't you wanna feel like that?
We're part of the human race and,
All of the stars and the outer space.
We're part of the system plan.
"What?" she snapped, keeping her head down. I stayed silent.
All this noise, I'm waking up.
And all the space, I'm taking up.
I said I cannot hear you, you're breaking up.
I flipped her over, forcing her to look at me. "Emika, please. Listen to me."
"No! I want to go home!" she exclaimed, squirming underneath my grasp.
Maybe you get what you wanted.
Maybe you stumbled upon it.
Everything you ever wanted.
In a permanent space.
Maybe you'll know when you see it.
Maybe if you say it, you'll mean it.
And when you find it, you keep it.
In a permanent state.
A permanent state.
I sighed, letting her go. She sat up, staring at me as I glared at the ground.
"Gonzales?"
Swim out on a sea of faces.
The tide of the human races.
An answer now is what I need.
I felt her crawl over to me, wrapping her arms around my chest and laying her chin on my shoulder. "Gonzales?"
"Emika, I..." I hesitated. She was still going to want to leave. No matter what.
"What is it, Gonzales?" she asked softly.
See it in a new sun rising.
See it break on your horizon.
Oh, come on love, stay with me...
I took a breath, wrapping my arm around her waist and glancing at her.
"Stay with me."