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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 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
Synchronicity, 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
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
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 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   Synchronicity, 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   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