Вершы: The Age Of Rockets. Pétales Aiment La Saleté.

Rain loves the flowers for a drop at a time when they collide

petals love the dirt and make it strong when flowers die

dirt tries to love everything but it's only dirt



just because it hurts

don't mean that it's love



you are the punch lines of every joke I've ever told


you are in coffee and everything I've ever loved

you can kiss a million other boys, I don't mind

you can't break what's not real



just because it hurts

that don't mean that it's love