As I stand at the edge of my porch and look out at the land I used to work with my hands
Worry comes bubbling up in my grey haired head
I worked this field since 2014 but now it’s been filled with little worker machines
They don’t take cigarette brakes or ever need to go home
My son is grown, my daughter found love
And my wife has ascended to the skies above
All the work is done in the 21st century
I used to have a house of brick and stone but that was when we all still had an ozone
Now everyone lives in solar powered self cleaning homes
I think maybe I should get a dog, a man’s best friend, something to take care of
But all the pets left on Earth are sadly plug in and go
My son is grown, my daughter found love
And my wife has ascended to the skies above
All the work is done in the 21st century
I’ll go out sometime to find a gal, another to love before I throw in the towel
Cuz the only ones I know are in virtual reality
My son is grown, my daughter found love
And my wife has ascended to the skies above
All the work is done in the 21st century
My son is grown, my daughter found love
And my wife has ascended to the skies above
She’s got a job on Mars in the first human colony
But you wouldn’t believe, she forgot to take me
Breezy, lush R&B perfect for warm weather, inspired by Afro-Indigenous artist Clara Kent's heritage, culture, and personal journey. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 6, 2023