WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE & GORDY QUIST
A window to the world in hand
Tablets, books, tools of man
Take a picture quick, remember it
Gates and Jobs and halls of fame
Has rock n roll gone dead again
Like Lazarus, faking it
They’re cracking the code again
Making all kinds of friends
Together we’re all alone
When the master serves a machine too long
Read the writing on the wall
Don’t say too much, reveal it all
Toss your dream in the stream
I don’t need to touch your skin
I saw your face in a book we’re in
So popular, love so pure
They’re cracking the code again
Making all kinds of friends
Together we’re all alone
When the master serves a machine too long
Keep your profile up to date
How you feel and where you ate
Your foolish grin, baby where you been
Am I who you think I am
Zeroes, ones, the tools of man
Open source, use the force
Cracking the code again
Making all kinds of friends
Together we’re all alone
When the master serves a machine too long
When the master serves a machine too long
© Owen Temple Music (BMI) & 2013 Gordy Quist Music LLC (ASCAP)