Strum your guitar to the tune you’re humming
I wonder what you’ve been doing all these years
I wonder what all the people I haven’t talked to in forever are doing
Strange how they’ll never know what I’m doing and where I’ve been

The two of us are never in sync and it’s unlikely we ever will be
In some skewed way we are entangled
Our particles at least
You don’t know I’ve been learning about quantum mechanics and theory

So I’ll explain my idea the best I can
There are intervals of time when we reunite
And trick ourselves into believing we are synchronized
However we are simply entangled

You experience a positive energy field, a red
And as a result I have a negative energy field, a blue
We make Einstein roll in his grave with our spooky action
We will forever be entangled unless there is a way to splice our atoms and be free

If that didn’t make sense to you I have other metaphors
Involving two facets of existence and wormholes
And my wish that you were nothing more a residual effect
Analogies and metaphors aside we are not in sync but entangled