One day it was autumn and halloween too
SO far is the sun, it paints the avenues blue
and you're painted too, as you were.
One day, Furi Kuri, gave me a poem
For then I could see, the clocks tick along
The clocks they're in love
if it were
Then Furi Kuri, points at the sky
Colors start to spiral through a pinhole in the sky
A spectrum flying by
Furi Kuri, Furi Kura
Waiting for somewhere to go
only tomorrow knows
Waiting for somewhere to go
Only tomorrow knows