[00:20.08] Our bones do blow away[00:33.72] In pink light[00:42.20] And in pink light we found each other[00:49.05] In the spring dripping with flowers[01:02.95] Now in wind filled with human remains[01:14.48] The petals won't stop blowing[01:24.44] With each setting sun asking[01:32.74] Could there be another spring?