It doesn't hurt them the slightest
That dreams float away as they grow
They only make out with people and grand words

As the water becomes drops
There's something yelling

We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already

We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same

The tiny words in frying oil
The thought changing mood
Reminds me that
We don't lack anything here

Do we only see what we see?
They saw an angel, was there anything else?
Try coughing it up
You can see everything in the broken body
We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already

We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same

Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished

As the water becomes drops
There's something yelling

We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already

We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same