It is ugly, ugly, it
A small station, a bad bar
They huddled, somehow unusually so
As if the world suddenly had oxidized
And somewhere in the lakes of pupils
light of a thousand pairs
In the four suns heat

Somewhere in here unless jibes fate
She's ugly, ugly, it
And so pretty love, until quite unrealistic
As if enveloped their rainbow rainbows
I omnipresent force
Breathed the purest tone
Loving hearts bell

Do not call me often too
"You look like one today"
Somehow I do not play with me anymore at all
This banal smartness
I will answer honestly
We would like belief, but not including the

It is ugly, ugly, it
And so pretty love
A small station, a bad bar
It is ugly, ugly, it
And so pretty love
It is ugly, ugly, it
This is not the case