Lyric

2 a.m., when even the trees are asleep

Just the time my empty stomach growls loud

The fridge is empty, not even a cube of ice remains

I have rice but

Can’t wait for it to cook

I know there’s food and shops outside, maybe open (I know)

But there’s not a single clean or matching sock to wear

Not a thing, not a hope left behind

Crunching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

The unstoppable taste of the sea (Ocean)

Munching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

My heart and hungry stomach are filled up full

5 a.m., and the sky’s turning light

My stomach’s still making noise through the night

The fridge? Still empty—not even a cube of ice remains

I’ve got rice still remain

But I can’t wait for it to cook

I know there’s food and shops outside, maybe open (I know)

But there’s not a single clean or matching sock to wear

No pair, no clean, no sign of grace—

Crunching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

Eyes closed, I feel the ocean breeze (Sea breeze)

Munching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

My heart and stomach find a gentle peace

Crunching on, expanding dried seaweed (Crunch crunch)

Even stuck in my teeth, I don’t care (Never ever mind!)

Munching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

My heart and hungry stomach are filled up full

No rice? No cry—

As long as I’ve got wakame, I’ll get by

Tastes pretty good, and it’s healthy too

So don’t you ever, ever run out of that chewy blue

Never

Keep that stash

Crunching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

Eyes closed, I feel the ocean breeze (Sea breeze)

Munching on, expanding dried seaweed (Munch munch)

My heart and stomach find a gentle peace