Sounds exactly like its title, especially if your name is Will. Celebratory, grand and swollen with pride and anti-depressants, this insufferably triumphant orchestral track screams that your missing shoe is in adversity's ass. The brass-driven main melody enters @:15 and is supported by strings, drums and the crushed dreams of a thousand souls. Has a wide-screen feel after :30 until the big horns come back in @:52. Good for sports, image spots, Olympics, sports, big achievements and people who refer to themselves in the third person.