Текст: Dark Dark Dark. Colors.

Hail, salted wind that you walk into
You're back and forth like water underneath the moon
And where did you, you pick up those songs
You're walking and you brought a bit too much along
Inspect the souls on those old wood
The nights have been too likely to change too soon

Which town do you like the best?
Its too bad there's no ocean in Minneapolis

I'd like to show you this electric sea
And I'll sing an infinite electrified scream
A shrill shiver shrieks in my sweater of red
The most brilliant cerulean around your head

When I walk up you say hello
The most simple-mending, heart-bending
glimmer-gleam, pulse-fast-sending yellow
Oh orange, it must have glowed orange
And it burns my eyes