Lyrics 1978 - CAMPLAND

In '78 I drove a White Freightliner
Haulin' diesel loads down I-95
Now my car's a computer it can drive me home
But I miss the days of driving alone
Payphones on the corner had a story to sell
A whisper in the booth the secrets they'd tell
Now it's all Bluetooth and text that don't fade
No search engine could ever find the right words to say
We traded in vinyl for streams in the cloud
Swapped cigarettes for a vape in a crowd
We're all more connected, but we're drifting apart
The worlds in our pockets, but it feels so small
We're scrolling through life we're not living at all
For all that we've gained, there's so much we've lost
Ashtrays overflowed, under neon lit nights
While the jukebox played "If I Could Only Fly"
Craft beers and playlists and no smoke in the air
It's like the soul has disappeared off somewhere
Breaker, breaker 1-9, the highway's grown cold
The stories I carried are feeling heavy and old
She's not on the porch and the headlights are gone
Just me and the echoes of all the miles where I went wrong
We traded in vinyl for streams in the cloud
Swapped cigarettes for a vape in a crowd
We're all more connected, but we're drifting apart (That's right)
The worlds in our pockets, but it feels so small
We're scrolling through life and not living at all
For all that we've gained there's so much we've lost
We'd light up the highway with trailer in tow
Chasing stars in the glow of the radio
Now the stars are just pixels on a backlit screen
And the silence is louder than it's ever been
The wheels keep on turning but I can't rewind
If anyone's listening pour one for old times
Ain't no use in talkin' just the wheels and the sky
Breaker, breaker I'm signin' off this is the end of the line