It seems we’ve lost the time
To enjoy the quiet of our mind
‘cause there’s a constant stream,
Trying to affect the way you’re feeling.
Has it really come to this?
Staring quietly into a screen, watching other people
live.
Has it really come to this?
Spending nights alone, tied to the phone,
To make sure we exist.
If we could slow things down,
Breathe in and touch our feet to ground.
If words were more than texts and sound
Just bits of information pushed around.
Has it really come to this?
Staring quietly into a screen, watching other people
live.
Has it really come to this?
Spending nights alone, tied to the phone,
To make sure we exist.
Has it really come to this?
Staring quietly into a screen, watching other people
live.
Has it really come to this?
Spending nights alone, tied to the phone
To make sure we exist.