初音ミク, Alva Karldatter Asphalt Astrology

You trace constellations in cracked blacktop
Finding little omens in the oil spots
Parking lot prophet in a thrift store coat
Reading every tire mark like a secret note
Asphalt astrology
You say the future’s in the freeway seams
High beams
Broken dreams
Spelling out our destinies
Tell me what you see
In the gravel
In the faded speed
If we’re written in the street tonight
Then draw the sky in white lines for me
Dashboard blinking like a cheap eclipse
You call every pothole an apocalypse
Laughing as you circle all my worst mistakes
Like exits that we missed
Like roads that never paved
Asphalt astrology
You say the future’s in the freeway seams
High beams
Broken dreams
Spelling out our destinies
Tell me what you see
In the gravel
In the faded speed
If we’re written in the street tonight
Then draw the sky in white lines for me
Are we just traffic
Or are we some pattern
You could only see from above? (oh)
If every scar on this road
Is a sign you decode
Then promise it points us to love
Asphalt astrology
You say the future’s in the freeway seams
High beams
Broken dreams
Spelling out our destinies
Tell me what you see
In the gravel
In the faded speed
If we’re written in the street tonight
Then draw the sky in white lines for me