Analog Hero

He used to putter around in his barn all day
A tool for each job and each tool in its place
Whistling along to a song on the radio
While he poked through a Mason jar full of nuts and bolts

Lawnmowers and vacuums, windows with the glass all cracked
TV screens gone blank as cataracts
He’d take ‘em all apart when he got ‘em up on his bench
One by one, he’d bring ‘em back to life again

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He’s the fix-it man, he’s the fix-it man
He can’t put it back together then it was never worth a damn
Maybe he’s crazy for trying to save what’s already gone
Or just an analog hero in a world full of zeroes and ones

He used to have a wife but she passed a couple years ago
Someone thought he had a daughter out in New Mexico
Grew up in the Depression, it’s a lesson that he’ll never forget
There’s nothing so broken ain’t life left in it yet

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Now your phone’s made in China
And your car is made in Japan
Child labor sewing clothes in Malaysia and Vietnam
Hell it ain’t even broken and we’re going for the upgrade
Nobody thinks twice ‘bout what we’re really throwing away

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It’s out with the old, in with the new
It’s out with the old, in with the new
Out with the old
In with the new
It’s just out with the old, in with the new