Electronic beeps The pulses and zings All those gadgets Those things No doubt I would trade them all in To Teleport and fly But not this time When someone comes on Like an icon Just tell them you're fine Take a deep breath Take one at a time "Bye" There's no meaning "Why?" We are all connected Connected as one So say the scriptures And so says my phone (28.8k modems) We laugh but we're not that modern There's a reason why Old rules don't apply Carry wood and chop water Nothing is different Everything is the same Yet all has changed ♪ Everything that we create Reflects an innate Sense of how things could be Don't talk to me about left and right and wrong I have to go I've waited long In line Now we all know how we can talk To each other without words No matter the space between us "Hi" Do that and more if you like But it's no goal They're artifacts of being whole Communication sells We're all connected Connected as one So reads the qabbalah And so reads my phone (I am out of touch give me buttons) There's a reason why You can try and try (Carry wood and chop water) Everything in perfect order We're all connected Connected as one So read the dead sea scrolls And so reads my phone Remember aeroplanes once were magic Nothing is different Everything is the same Nothing is nothing Everything is the same Yet all has changed