Oh the feeling, its glee
To look around and see thee
Many smiling faces
All seeing the same thing.

When time lines up
And makes us all one
Everyone knows
The Sync is here

But no one to speak
No need to think
Everyone is synched to their peers
The Unspoken thing is here

Oh the joyous feeling
Of a fantasies reality
Bumping on down the road

On the bus or off the bus
Everybody knows.