Day after day, alone with his phone
The man with the foolish grin is tapping away at his keys
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
(As he taps away his soul)
And the fool on the phone
Sees the sun going down
But the eyes in his head
Are still affixed to his screen
Well on the way, mind far away
The man types away at his keys but has nothing to say
But nobody ever hears him
Or nobody really cares
(And he never seems to notice)
And the fool on the phone
Sees the sun going down
But the eyes in his head
Are still affixed to his screen
And nobody seems to know him
And he doesn't know himself
(If there is a self there to know)
And the fool on the phone
Sees the sun going down
But the eyes in his head
Are still affixed to his screen.
He never listens to them
He stares blankly at his screen
They hardly know he's there
Yes, the fool on the phone
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
Are still affixed to his screen
