and then the birds sang and soon i will sing with them as the sun it echoes rose and finally it seemed that everything was alright that everything was fine that everything was alright and the beetles and the flies they swarm and pull us under and everything was alright synchronized slip fingers in the dark pulling them through it s a tangled love but drunk and everything is fine once the threads are entwined finally i see just before it s gone that all was in harmony synchronized synchronized and this birdsong has caused all the pieces to collect and form up into two so everything was alright everything was quiet and everything was alright everything went quiet  the whole world was humming like a and all was in harmony synchronized all along all along1