The feeling was psychic, passing through, electric. 
My palm against your fingers, pressing needles, through my wrist. 
Hearts meet, though we didn't speak, of those things. 
Falling, Falling, without knowing. 
Light as a feather, 
Lifting up, together. 
But a heavy ache and focus blames circles in our heads. 
Eyes meet, though we didn't see what would be. 
Falling, Falling without 
Knowing. Whatever happens now that 
I've changed 
No one will ever stand in our way 
We both sent the signal, it's been delivered, a crashing cymbal rings out. 
We both sent the signal, it's been delivered, a crashing cymbal rings out. 
Some kind of magic, moving, was automatic. 
The days go on forever, reaching forward not looking back. 
Sychronicity 
I get the feeling, completely. 
Falling, Falling without 
Knowing. It was written long ago, 
It was not for me to know, 
Repeat that memory, 
I believe. 
Repeat that memory, 
I believe, 
I believe 
Repeat that memory, 
I believe. (Falling, Falling, without Knowing) 
Repeat that memory, 
I believe. 
Repeat that memory, 
I believe. 
Whatever happens now that 
I've changed 
No one will ever stand in our way 
We both sent the signal, it's been delivered, a crashing cymbal rings out. 
We both sent the signal, it's been delivered, a crashing cymbal rings out.