{ Someday, you are gonna open your heart,
and you're gonna play again.
And it's not gonna be to make your mother happy.
And it's not gonna be to make me happy.
It'll be for you.
Beacuse... music and...
love...
They're gonna bring you joy. }
--Daddy♪
Hi, grandpa.
Every time a light shines through that window we built... Or any window at all... That's you. You're not going away.