My clock ticks in an empty room

A silent rhythm, out of tune

I send a signal through the gloom

(A lonely satellite)

Just searching for a matching phase

In all this bright and buzzing haze

I'm tracing your elusive wave

Across the neon night

Can you hear this frequency?

A quiet plea in binary

(A distant echo, answering)

For just one moment, let our…

…My orbit feels your gravity

…A pulling tide inside of me

…I'm calibrating constantly

…My screen draws your anatomy

…Two waveforms in a gallery

Can we align? (Can we align?)

In a perfect sync, for a moment, we were one waveform

Breathing in time, 'til the static starts to reform

In a perfect sync, our hearts beat on the same downbeat

A fleeting rhyme, so impossibly sweet

In a perfect sync…

In a perfect sync…

In a perfect…

The space between us disappears…

…Filled with the music in our ears

A constellation drawn for years…

…Finally appears

In this connection, thin and sheer

But is my rhythm just a ghost?

A sampled fragment you host?

Your wavelength matters the most…

…But ours are not the same

A different rate…

…A slight delay…

This perfect sync begins to… fray

In a perfect sync, for a moment, we were one waveform

Breathing in time, 'til the static starts to reform

In a perfect sync, our hearts beat on the same downbeat

A fleeting rhyme, so impossibly sweet

(So sweet, so fleeting now)

In a perfect…

…sync…

In a…

…perfect…

In a…

…perfect…

…sync…

In a…

…perfect…

…perfect…

In a…

…perfect…

…sync…

In a…

…perfect…