Unchanged Days

In the quiet rain, I once again capture the world through my lens.

Even as the sound of little footsteps and laughter fills the house, I continue filming in silence - and suddenly, past memories resurface.

I once spent my days in this very room, sitting at my desk, always alone.
"Have I really changed?"
Even now, I find myself chasing something,
and that question quietly dissolves into the sound of the falling rain.

A delicate piano and gentle vocals weave together a song that softly embraces a wavering heart.