Technology Wasted

was sitting in a crowd but felt so all alone No communication, everyone staring at their phone I just wanted to return to the life that I had tasted No more electronic robots, I guess I'm technology wasted Back to Bobbi socks and bobbi pins Big hellos and happy grins Culottes an pedal pushers, Friday night dances Back seat in the drive in, teenage romances At the amusement park in the penny arcade Ferris wheel rides and pink lemonade Walk hand in hand, sometimes act like a fool Talk to each other as you carry her books home from school Up in the balcony with your hands on her hips New worlds to discover, lips touching lips Yelling from the sidewalk can Jim come out to play Riding down a hill while standing on a sleigh Hanging from monkey bars, climb a tree in the park Playing ball in the street until it was dark Roasting potatoes on a campfire at night Running and laughing while flying a kite The smell of a bakery with bread baking at dawn Lying in the grass, transistor radio on Cotton candy at the County Fair Butch wax or Brylcreem to train your hair Flying high on a swing and then jumping down Medicine show at the end of town Picking blueberries for grandma's pies Watching Old Yeller with tears in your eyes At the drug store for a burger and shake Skimming stones across the lake Hot dogs and hamburgers on the old grill Chase tag, hop scotch and King of the hill Hang at the diner everyday after school Meeting your friends at the community pool Yes, take me back where talk wasn't a crime Take me back to a simpler time For all this complexity. I don't give a damn Technology wasted is what I am.