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Part VII - It's time for Eurovision, baby!

Not quite an angel - Hard Rock Hallelujah, Lordi

We live to die for worthy things - Hope, STEFAN

You're my lover, undercover - My number one, Helena Paparizou

We do fall before we rise - Blood & Glitter, Lord of the Lost

So rest on me, darling - Running scared, Ell & Nikki

All kinds of everything remind me of you - All kinds of everything, Dana

Our love is untouchable - Beautiful mess, Kristian Kostov

Every night, we fell in love - Fairytale, Alexander Rybak

If love was a crime (then we would be criminals) - If love was a crime, Poli Genowa

You can't break a broken heart - Break a broken heart, Andrew Lambrou

Just a game that can't be won - Always on the run, Isaak Guderian

Dancing with the demons in our minds - Heroes, Måns Zelmerlöw

We were always a losing game - Arcade, Duncan Laurence

You're the sweetest I’ve ever tasted - Dark Side, Blind Channel

The happiest time (our time) - 1944, Jamala

Don't you ever sink my ship (and sail away) - Love me back, Can Bonomo

It is okay to dance alone - Discoteque, The Roop

We're living in a memory - Fade to black, Nadim Rustamli

In no time the storm will end - Storm, Victor Crone

Your final kiss is to leave a scar - Jezebel, The Rasmus

Only a friend of a friend of a friend - Friend of a friend, Lake Malawi

Promise to love you forevermore - Waterloo, ABBA

Just empty desire - Color of Your Life, Michał Szpak

From now on, only you and I - Euphoria, Loreen

A force more powerful than gravity - Satellite, Lena Meyer-Landrut

Let's make a new tomorrow - New tomorrow, A Friend in London

Her own worst enemy - Cleopatra, Efendi

You say you love me and you roll your eyes - Everyway that I can, Sertab Erener

For all that we've built - Sweet people, Alyosha

Promise me (you'll hold me 'til I die) / (it's gonna be alright) - Promise, Voyager

More titles!

*gestures at Måns Zelmerlöw *

*gestures at various pride flags*

*gestures at a man in a hamsterwheel next to grandmas baking cookies on stage and a burning piano *

Then they’re also like…isn’t simply being human so achingly moving? Isn’t building pillow forts the height of romance? What’s better than sitting on the couch and finding new ways to fall in love while eating yoghurt? Maybe the meaning of grief and loss is in a pair of welly boots; maybe healing is in a pair of shaking hands reaching for a thimble and thread. You gotta sit and cry in the shower sometimes, or have a meet cute at a party while wearing secondhand shoes, or make dumb “that’s what she said” jokes, and all of it is worthy of song. Your wrinkles and aching bones are works of art, and growing old is a matter of poetry. The ordinary is poignant and precious and your ordinary life is a thing of beauty.

Just…the epic and the everyday, the mythical and the mundane…how sometimes you need to stop making yourself small and take up space, take up power, howl your heart out until they write stories about you. But also here is a simple slice of life, an utterly prosaic moment—do you see that there are tales to be told here, too?

Viktor and Jayce - Pack Arcane

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