Bugaga & Bloom
Bugaga Bugaga
Bloom Bloom
Bugaga Bugaga
Hey Bloom, ever notice how rain sounds like a busted orchestra? I swear the clouds are just practicing their storm songs, and I'm the only one who can hear the off‑key notes.
Bloom Bloom
I hear it too—each drop is a tiny drumbeat, but the wind keeps the rhythm off‑beat, so it feels like a jazz solo gone wild. You're the one who notices the misplayed notes.
Bugaga Bugaga
You got it! Wind’s the rogue drummer who skips beats, and I'm the guy who can’t help but applaud the chaos—misplayed notes just make the symphony more fun. 🎶