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Digital Age - The Early November

In a digital age

I'm feeling out done

It's my brain that can't spell

And my heart that can't hold down

The keys to type it out

So even if I can't read

Life's a puzzle you see

I put together the things

That come easy to me

I played with shapes for thirty years

So can the crayons

And the colorful paints

That never step foot

In the digital age

And play the songs

Streamed on video screens

We don't need shows

In a digital scene

So give up

So give up

In the last final days

I'm finding my way

Hoping I write a song

A computer can't fake

But that's the hypocrite in me

So can the crayons

And the colorful paints

That never step foot

In the digital age

And play the songs

Streamed on video screens

We don't need shows

In a digital scene

So give up

So give up

Just give up

Just give up

Just give up