Luyện nghe bài hát Everytime I Wake Up

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

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

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

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

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

Every time that I wake up, I drink the 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 inside the beauty of a melody
A window opens and I that's where I want to be
the sound of falling snow
Awakes the magic in my

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

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

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

Information
out around the world