You Might Prefer Your Phone

Pick it up first thing in the morning
Looking down when the day is dawning
Takin it along from room to room

Bright icons on a tiny screen
Means more to you than me
I’m hoping you notice pretty soon

It’s clear, and I fear
It’s understandable that
You might prefer your phone to me

Can’t make myself an app
Don’t know anything about that
The only way you’ll poke at me

Eyes glued to it every day
Don’t hear a single word I say
Take it with you when you go to take a pee

It’s clear…

It’s the reason for the modern age
Production on a tiny stage
A universe with only you

Take a minute to look around you
Realize that they have found you
Wonder where your life will lead
On that little screen you read

In a couple of days you’ll see me
In a couple of days you’ll be free
We’ll take a walk in the open air

We’ll be out in reality land
But you’ll have the phone in your hand
In case you trip I’m taking care

It’s clear…