Screens

You sit in that chair with a screen in your face
If you look away you can never keep pace
Sometimes you want less but sometimes you want more
Your head is a mess--be careful what you wish for

The seconds, the minutes, the hours, the days
It's all comin' at you, your mind's in a haze
There's so many words scattered round on the floor
You forget what you've heard--be careful what you wish for

All these things that you feel in your gut
When you say 'em out loud, you can sound like a nut
But there's no one to talk to, to say what you mean
So you shout at your screen

You sit in that chair with a screen in your face
If you look away, Lord you might lose your place
You can't be alone with your thoughts any more
You're stuck on your own--be careful what you wish for



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Steven Booth
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