Lower Lands - Conversation 2.0 | Текст песни

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Almost everyone these days is half-man half-machine
Looking at the world through a million mile screen
Mother nature's all but left the cities and the towns
And pretty soon it wont be grass that's growing on the ground

Travel back in time
And bring me back some history so I can free my mind
The era of simplicity is done without a doubt
So build me a Delorean and get me the hell out

Words unsaid are minimal we're living in a time
Where relationships are digital and there's nothing you can hide
So hold your tongue and leave your freedom at the door
When every word you've ever said's in print forever more

Everywhere you go
There doesn't seem to be an end to following the latest trend
Nobody will know
you're the loneliest person with "a thousand friends"

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