Lyric

Same street. Same light

Nothing's changed except the way I see it

The professor's office is where it always was

But I walk in different

I set my team on the table

Not for a grade. Not for proof

Just so they can see home again

They're restless. Ready for what's next

The professor asks, "How was it?"

I don't know how to answer that

I could talk about the badges

The creatures. The rivals. The losses

But what I say is: "I'm ready for whatever comes."

They nod. They know that's not the full story

But they respect that I'm not telling it

Some journeys stay inside you

Back where it started

I'm not the same walker

The road changed the road-walker

Tomorrow I leave again

Different direction. Different purpose

I know what I want now

It took getting lost to find it

The team sleeps. I sit by the window

Same town. Same stars

But I'm not looking for them to show me the way

I'm ready to make my own

Back where it started

I'm not the same walker

The road changed the road-walker

Morning comes slow

I pack light

Everything I need is already inside me

I'm ready