Blue Mood ~ Philip Brent

What we choose to hide; what we’re willing to show
Live in conflict, diametrically opposed, poles apart
It doesn’t matter whether we’re moving fast or slow
Whether our journey is near its end or just the start

Life now flashes by us in rapid fifteen second clips
With staggered moments, fraught with raw emotion
While any true connection through our fingers slips
Out of our depth, lost deep within our digital ocean

The analog world disappearing, feels no longer safe
If we must venture out, a random drone may strafe
Cannot breathe the air, just existing a constant strife
What you see or know, a flickering screen, your life