[Lyric] Frieza (Berbel)

An invisible thread runs from far to my head
Follows me
Where I am urged to drive
In this numbing wind

Roofs of exotic tree tops
Easy to find something wrong
But no one gazes in the yellow sun

It’s late august
Hitchhike streets
The dots above me
To gently heal

You said to turn pages
And not to count them
Our dots far above get entangled
You said don’t be worried
About changing plans
This car only drives until the end
You said to turn to these places
And not to leave them
Our dots far above get entangled
As in love