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Man From the Paper Days
Part I of 'Untitled'
Story Begins:
Technology has become out of control, and the internet and other media outlets are falling under control of a select few individuals. Communication is seldom done face to face anymore.
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 390 (193,996 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 39 (10,632 songs currently listed in Rock > Classic Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 39 (10,632 songs currently listed in Rock > Classic Rock)
About the song
Story Begins:
Technology has become out of control, and the internet and other media outlets are falling under control of a select few individuals. Communication is seldom done face to face anymore.
Technology has become out of control, and the internet and other media outlets are falling under control of a select few individuals. Communication is seldom done face to face anymore.
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Man From the Paper Days
We grew up in the paper days
Before the young folks changed our ways
We gathered at our own street corners
The word was passed by spoken rumour
Old Dry Wood - My thoughts are with you
Does anyone out there understand?
Can you see what's happening to me?
Looking back on brighter days
Can't see through the electric haze
I ain't had a family meeting
The human touch is oh so fleeting
We grew up in the paper days
Before the young folks changed our ways
We gathered at our own street corners
The word was passed by spoken rumour
Old Dry Wood - My thoughts are with you
Does anyone out there understand?
Can you see what's happening to me?
Looking back on brighter days
Can't see through the electric haze
I ain't had a family meeting
The human touch is oh so fleeting
