I said, I wish I had a camera
To save what I have seen
To pile em' up in boxes, and
Preserve the memories

If only I could capture
What I felt that fateful day
But the pictures
Just don't recreate emotions
Anyway

I said, if only I had evidence
Then I'd always tell the truth
For the moments shot through lenses
Will forever cling to you

Oh, what things you miss in hiding
Behind five, or six inches
Have you captured moments, or
Have they imprisoned you?

Well, I see faces through a forest of handheld electronics
Like an island for your isolation
But you're not lost
You want it

I see eyes glued to the brightness
They move, but seem so lifeless, and
When I call them they pretend
To not have heard me say
How are you?

Would you like to have a conversation?
Face to face
Without any distractions?
Talk about the world, and
All of the people in it
And we will say what we mean
There's nothing else to it