- I need to tell you the truth. I don't want to run the shop. I know it was your dream, but it's not mine. I'm a bad daughter.
- Ember, the shop was never the dream. You were the dream. You were always the dream.
And when you call and need me near
Sayin' "where’d you go?", brother I’m right here
And on those days when the sky begins to fall
You’re the blood of my blood, we can get through it all.