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 useless information, meant to stultify my mind
my imagination in this sea of humankind.

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

Every that I wake 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 time I wake up

generation, all the little girls and boys
Virtual communication, playing with their little
without devotion, virtual reality
Sound and vision, no emotion, babble apathy

And now we're in the sun
comes out of the blue
Trust in our 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 that I wake up

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

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

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

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

What (or who) is left out of the 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 subjects in communicative flux.

Information
Crawling out the world