Venti audition

The speaker wants a special friend who feels like a part of them when they're gone. They talk about a melted cheese pancake being disgusting. They mention filling barrels, sealing bottles, and the taste of wine. They wait for a windier day and talk about the fading notes of time. You know, I wanted a friend who was special to me, and when they're gone, feels like a part of you is missing, doesn't it? You know, I wanted a friend who was special to me, and when they're gone, feels like a part of you is missing, doesn't it? Morning! Ah, what's in store for today? Morning! Ah, what's in store for today? What's that tasty morsel you've got there? Ew! A melted cheese pancake! A smelly, sticky, slimy, disgusting mess! What's that tasty morsel you've got there? Ew! A melted cheese pancake! A smelly, sticky, slimy, disgusting mess! Fill up the barrels and store them away, then wait, wait for a windier day. Wax the bottles, seal them tight, for south wind that soothes, for north wind that bites. How's this fine wine taste to the tongue? As mom's dad to the ear, like a sweet dream of freedom. And what of fruits went into the brew? An explorer's courage, a love tender and true. Defender's will, strong as yesteryear, joining a thousand winds in a song of good cheer. Time exhalants, sweet bitter notes fade away, as we wait, wait for a windier day.