[00:34.63]Beneath the clouds,
[00:43.19]across the seasons in the wild,
[00:53.87]lived a lonely girl, with a torn paper bird.
[01:11.31]She was breathing in the frozen wind,
[01:21.23]singing in the haze and waiting for a fortune teller and missing her father...
[01:48.46]Standing by a river, was a weeping willow,
[02:02.93]there lived an old man, blind and alone...
[02:17.96]He was breathing in the frozen wind,
[02:26.56]folding flying paper doves, dreaming...
[02:38.69]that one day his Izzy would bring a dove back home.
[04:22.86]Izzy, look around, there's a flying swirling bird.
[04:38.27]He's hanging overhead and waiting for your hand.
[04:54.21]But Izzy only saw a flying paper crow,
[05:10.63]She ran to the sun and screamed into the wind.
[05:26.17]She was crying so deeply,
[05:34.64]dreaming of a father bird,
[05:42.66]breathing so slowly,
[05:50.45]freezing near a weeping willow...alone