Spare antenna off the cuff Folded keyboard pocket stuff Handheld plans, tiny maps All my secrets, drafts, and scraps Cool plastic fills my hand Extra modules on demand Organize my whole damn life Sync it once to info splice I kept your numbers safe In a monochrome space Every note, every name Never slipping off the page And when the room got loud You were quick, you were mine A pocket full of now Right before it got online Hands on the visor Hands on the visor Don’t let it fade away Hands on the visor Hands on the visor We were built that way (Palm in the past) (Visor in my palm) Graffiti from the stylus tip I.R. beam data rockets You could fold it all down And still fit in your pocket Calendar, contacts, notes, and dreams Personal digital tag-team Wake it, store it, sleep it, we go 1990s memory knows I kept your numbers safe In a monochrome space Every note, every name Never slipping off the page And when the room got loud You were quick, you were mine A pocket full of now Right before it got online Hands on the visor Hands on the visor Don’t let it fade away Hands on the visor Hands on the visor We were built that way (Palm in the past) (Visor in my palm) Now it sleeps in a drawer With receipts and dust There's a little spark Still a little us... I press it once, it wakes Like it never left my side One blink, one beeping heart And I’m back in that ride Hands on the visor Hands on the visor Don’t let it fade away Hands on the visor Hands on the visor We were built that way Hands on the visor Hands on the visor Don’t let it fade away Hand-spring the visor Hand-spring the visor Welcoming yesterday (Palm in the past) (Visor in my palm)
