Luyện nghe bài hát Everytime I Wake Up

Information Superhighway, crawling out the world
You go your way, go my way, I'm living in a different world
So useless information, meant to stultify my mind
Stifles my imagination in sea of humankind.

Tomorrow is day
But we are here
Trust in our and let it be

Every time that I up, I drink the potion from the cup
And I from this sleep
In the I can see, in the moment I am free
Every time that I up

Cybernetic generation, all the little and boys
Virtual communication, playing with their toys
Ritual devotion, virtual reality
and vision, no emotion, psycho babble apathy

And now we're in the sun
Love out of the blue
Trust in our and let it be

Every time that I up, I drink the potion from the cup
And I awaken from sleep
In the moment I can see, in the I am free
Every that I wake up

I'm lost inside the beauty of a melody
A window opens and I know that's I want to be
Like the sound of falling
Awakes the magic in my

through Nevada City, on my way to God knows where
This old town, it sure looks pretty, I got to stop and stare
Lookin' at an old church steeple, got stories it could tell
In a world of sleeping people, no one ever the bell

is another day
But we are here
in our love and let it be

Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion the cup
And I awaken from this
In the moment I can see, in the moment I am
Every that I wake up
time that I wake up
Every time I wake up

What (or who) is left out of the picture of the world we are in when the world itself is portrayed as if nothing but "pure cybernetic processes?" And what haunts this most powerful of late twentieth-century theoretical-fictions? The answer, according to Norbert Wiener, is the "evil" of chaos - the noise of disorganized forms and the entropic of workable boundaries between subjects in communicative flux.

Information
Crawling out around the