Rain Still Falls

After school on a station bench, a seventeen-year-old holds a pocket of time with nowhere to go. The forecast said clear, yet the sky slowly turns wet. A hillside shrine, the scent of hydrangeas, a message frozen on read. While she searches for words, the sun slips down and only a gentle silence remains. She closes her umbrella and walks into the rain. To keep it from ending in loss, she matches her steps to her own breathing. This song traces the moment when ending and beginning sit side by side on the walk home.