paroles de chanson 2112 (Soliloquy) - Live - Rush

And the meek shall inherit the earth
We′ve taken care of everything
The words you read and the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around this world we made
Equality, our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill our hallowed halls
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It′s got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain
I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night
I know it's most unusual to come before you so
But I′ve found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know
Listen to my music, and hear what it can do
There′s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Yes, we know, it's nothing new, just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways, the world is doing fine
Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man!
Forget about your silly whim, it doesn′t fit the plan, no
I can't believe you′re saying, these things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty, just think what we might do
Listen to my music, and hear what it can do
There′s something here that's as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Don't annoy us further, oh we have our work to do
Just think about the average -- what use have they for you?
Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim, it doesn′t fit the plan
I wandered home through silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream, can′t you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home, to tear the Temples down...
Home, to change...
The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams
Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life
Oh, no...
My spirits are low in the depths of despair...
My lifeblood spills over...
Attention, all Planets of the Solar Federation...
Attention, all Planets of the Solar Federation...
Attention, all Planets of the Solar Federation...
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control