A Dream of Spring

Is it you, is it me, can we be we? I think the odds are in our favor We already made it through the Hunger Games District 12 was hard as hell but we made it So now let's smell the roses Let's fill up the feeds with bright smiles and silly poses We're chosen, the motion, can down out bad emotions So let's go then, let's go there, no thinking keep your feet moving Paradise is just a mile away