| I often ask myself, 'Why is time so rigid?'
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| We can isolate the motion, but can we really see what’s in it?
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| Technology’s invented in this world of communication
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| Magnificent machines built to change the perception
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| Of everyday living
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| They selling the images for lifestyles
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| I’m wild because of nature
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| Wise because my soul
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| Back through the ages
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| Rhymes on the pages
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| And beats on the sampler
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| Simple things you must master
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| See you must learn
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| Never burn away those bridges
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| If you, can’t expect to learn his riches
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| Not material sickness
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| Because we’re dealing with emotion
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| I observe the impulsion
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| And keep my devotion elsewhere
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| Become one with the air
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| Instead of one with the computer
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| Where the digital monster inevitable controls our future
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| In a world run on credit
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| The truth’s all about perspective
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| And journalists edit
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| Words after you said it
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| But those styles can get hectic
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| Because there bias is seen as fact
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| And it’s run throughout the history of man across the map
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| «Listen up to what I’m saying here»
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| I wanna feel the sea breeze and see trees
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| Not G3s and PCs
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| We live our lives between screens
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| My still in effect
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| I can’t breakaway
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| I stay away making beats, eating takeaway
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| And that’s not natures way (Nah)
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| So my focus is broken
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| I need to be open
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| The sea brought the ocean mist
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| To the mix down
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| My 950 with the 16-bit sound
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| I’m spellbound
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| In this digital existence
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| Hot wax melt down for your systems
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| Infrared vision. |
| Clarified as the ink flows
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| I’m watching the world
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| Through Microsoft windows
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| Square-eyes syndrome
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| Part-time technophobe
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| Semi-robotic head nodding to the metronome
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| I see you all next episode
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| In this world of xenophobes
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| Who communicate via telephones
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| But I’m eyes are both telescopes
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| Jehst! |
| I post e-mail
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| In brown paper envelopes
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| I only ever hope to reach equilibrium
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| In nature’s matrix
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| Online with the meridian
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| «Listen up to what I’m saying here» |