Luyện nghe bài hát Everytime I Wake Up

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

Tomorrow is day
But we are tonight
in our love and let it be

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

Cybernetic generation, all the little and boys
Virtual communication, playing with their little
Ritual without devotion, virtual
and vision, no emotion, psycho babble apathy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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