Lyric

The cellophane city blurs and melts

Into the bubbles of soda

A heart dyed in pale blue

Tumbles with a clink, rolling away

A marble fell into the drain

Shaking reflections of “tomorrow”

I forgot how to breathe

Counting the streetlights one by one

Ah, transparent blue

Resonating with your frequency

The world distorts, surely

It’s the summer, it’s the heat

It’s not my fault, right?

This melancholy is like soda

Fizzing and popping down my throat

The faint lingering bitterness is so dear

The melody from my earphones

Feels like a planetarium in a distant galaxy

Carrying me, who can go nowhere

It turns slowly, gently spinning

Ah, transparent blue

Resonating with your frequency

The world distorts, surely

It’s the summer, it’s the heat

It’s not my fault, right?

This melancholy is like soda

Fizzing and popping down my throat

The faint lingering bitterness is so dear