Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2112- Overture, artist - Rush. Album song The Golden Years 1974 - 80, in the genre Прогрессивный рок
Date of issue: 02.10.2019
Record label: Grace
Song language: English
2112- Overture |
Part II: Temples of Syrinx |
We’ve taken care of everything |
The words you hear 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 the hallowed halls. |
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx |
All the gifts of life are held within our walls. |
Part III: Discovery |
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 |
Part IV: Presentation |
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 |
It’s just a waste of time |
We have no need for ancient ways |
The world is doing fine |
Another toy will help destroy |
The elder race of man |
Forget about your silly whim |
It doesn’t fit the plan |
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 as strong as life |
I know that it will reach you |
Don’t annoy us further |
We have our work to do Just think about the average |
What use have they for you? |
Another toy will help destroy |
The elder race of man |
Forget about your silly whim |
It doesn’t fit the plan |
Part V: The Oracle (The Dream) |
I wandered home though the 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. |
Part VI: Soliloque |
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… noo! |
My spirits are low in the depths of despair |
My lifeblood spills over. |
Part VII: Grand Finale |
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. |