I heard the distant ringing of bells, accompanied by the trembling of doves in flight.
I saw the children's voices in the choir and the warmth of the sunshine all over the place.
I will accompany you to watch the tide rise and fall, and the flowers bloom and fade.
It's just that I can't see you anymore.
The singing was everywhere, falling like the wind.
You praise weakness, I praise you.
Because, I regard you as my eyes.
Conception: