Streaming Family

Hang up the telephone

And I’m alone

Open a silver screen

Upon my phone

Click on a box with a stream that I like

The mother just talks, and a brother named Mike

I know where it goes, cause I’ve seen it before

One thousand times, now I won’t be alone anymore

I come home from work again and I’m alone

But I know I’m better off living on my own

Twenty by ten

Here on the eighth floor

I don’t cook my meals

They come right to my door

And if I feel that I want someone around

There on my screen, oh I stream in the family sound

Wake in the middle night

And there’s no one in my sight

But there sits in my palm

Turn on, a family to keep me calm

Come home from work again

And I’m alone