Automatic

Miranda Lambert has a new song out entitled, Automatic.  It is about how things have changed so much to the point that most things are impersonal, require something to be self-serving, or have some instant gratitude attached.  Hand writing a letter seldom happens these days.  Texting has taken the place of a phone call or face-to-face get together.  Marriage has become a commodity where you can quickly walk away for most any reason.  Take a look at the lyrics below.  I’d be curious to get your take and feedback.

Quarter in a payphone
Drying laundry on the line
Watching sun tea in the window
Pocket watch, tellin' time
Seems like only yesterday, I'd get a blank cassette
Record the country countdown, 'cause I couldn't buy it yet

If we drove all the way to Dallas
Just to buy an Easter dress
We'd take along a Rand McMally, stand in line to pay for gas
God knows that shifting gears ain't what it used to be
I learned to drive that 55, just like a quaint three on a tree

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand, cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic

If you had something to say
You'd write it on a piece of paper
Then you put a stamp on it
And they'd get it three days later
Boys would call the girls
And girls would turn them down
Staying married was the only way to work your problems out

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand, cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic

Let's put the windows down
Windows with the crank
Come on let's take a picture
The kind you gotta shake

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand, cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic