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 much useless information, to stultify my mind
Stifles my in this sea of humankind.

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

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

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

And now sitting in the sun
Love comes out of the
in our love and let it be

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

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

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

Tomorrow is 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 this sleep
In the moment I can see, in the moment I am
Every time that I up
time that I wake up
Every time that I 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 erosion of workable boundaries between in communicative flux.

Information
Crawling out the world