Where do these ends close for the beginning?
The change in seasons is eminent and noticeable
Deep colors and weather of autumn are pouring in with this aging scenery
But the secrets are still kept silently
In this place we had found so long ago
There was a box drowning in a sea of leaves and wilting grass
We became burdened with the desire of it's mysteries
But we couldn't open it
What exactly can you do?
When there is not key to found for a lock?
There is no code of riddle to be solved
And it seems as if there's an invisible unbreakable chain around it
Where does time seem to go when you're searching for something
Something that you're not even sure what it is
It may not even really exist
Everything seems to leave you behind as you wait in vain for nothing
An entire year has passed since we found that box in that place
And now here we are again surrounded in the newly turned trees
Still searching for the secret to the mysteries of that box
And still living in a loop that we can't seem to break
Until we finally open it...