Looking At Your Phone

#christianrock #progressiverock #digitaldetox For all original lyrics and songs by Balance in Exile in several genres, click here.    • Balance in Exile - All Songs - All Genres   zhK2Y My Substack https://allenbagby.substack.com/ My fantasy fiction book Blood & Soul https://www.amazon.com/Blood-Soul-Cre... #ProgressiveRock #ChristianRock #ChristianMetal #ConservativeRock #DeepLyrics #spiritualwarfare Looking at Your Phone by Balance In Exile What happens when the collective eye goes blind, And we leave the tangible world behind? If we only trade in the flickering blue, Is there any room left for me and you? I see them gathered at the table tonight, Bathed in the glow of a ghost-white light. The coffee goes cold and the laughter dies, While a static thumb is the only thing that flies. A thousand voices in a plastic bone, And you were looking at your phone. The sunset bled across the autumn trees, The secrets whispering in the evening breeze. The moment of magic, the spark in the zone, But you were looking at your phone. The life you were promised has turned into stone, Because you were looking at your phone. I wore my heart like a banner today, Hoping you’d hear what I didn't say. I reached for your hand in the evening air, But you were a thousand miles away from there. The greatest love I have ever known, And you were looking at your phone. The sunset bled across the autumn trees, The secrets whispering in the evening breeze. The moment of magic, the spark in the zone, But you were looking at your phone. The life you were promised has turned into stone, Because you were looking at your phone. Look up from the glass, see the world in its frame, Call a stranger by their rightful name. Look me in the eye, let the digital die, Give the truth a chance before it passes by. Break the hypnotic, electric throne, Stop looking at your phone! The sunset bled across the autumn trees, The secrets whispering in the evening breeze. The moment of magic, the spark in the zone, But you were looking at your phone. The life you were promised has turned into stone, Because you were looking at your phone. The battery dies and the screen turns black, But the years you wasted aren't coming back. A life lived in pixels, a heart made of chrome, You died alone... Looking at your phone. Just looking at your phone. Alone. Balance in Exile © 2026 Allen G. Bagby