«Reality's Virtually Fine»

Tekst: Tom Pacheco    Musikk: Tom Pacheco

Roaming the internet space
Where time and place is erased
I see the information
In scary landslides it comes
Those E-mails weigh a ton
When you got to answer each one.

Just like a junkie you wait
For your I-Phone to activate, for a text
And tweet to arrive
To remind you, you are alive
You’re plugged in and you’re awed
As if you’re plugged into God.

CHORUS
Give me a café somewhere
With human beings gathered there
With eyes that look into mine
And voices I recognize
Give me a world I can feel
Flesh and blood that is real
Reality’s virtually fine
I’m going off line


So Many sad souls I find
Looking for true love on line
Where anybody can be
What they think you’d like to see
Be careful how much you post
Or join the cyberspace ghosts

Give me a book I can read
A radiant sunrise to see
A question that puzzles me
So I can think Google free

We’re on earth a short time
I want to savor its wine


CHORUS
Give me a café somewhere
With human beings gathered there
With eyes that look into mine
And voices I recognize
Give me a world I can feel
Flesh and blood that is real
Reality’s virtually fine
I’m going off line