The wind tells of a sad song in four parts - spring, summer, autumn and winter. Its a story of the coming of age, of parting, of love and of a whirlwind of emotions that words cannot express.

"And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me"

Really, I just want to go home. Wherever it is. Right now, it seems to be your place but I could just be lost.

breathe // dream

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