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Artist：rush

Songs Title：2112

Album by: Retrospective 1974-80

Artist by: Rush

And the meek shall inherit the earth...

We've taken care of everything

The words you hear, the songs you sing

The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes

It's one for all and all for one

We work together, common sons

Never need to wonder how or why

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls

We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around at this world we've made

Equality our stock in trade

Come and join the Brotherhood of Man

Oh, what a nice, contented world

Let the banners be unfurled

Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls

We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls

What can this strange device be?

When I touch it, it gives forth a sound

It's got wires that vibrate and give music

What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart

And joyously screams out it's pain

Sounds that build high like a mountain

Or notes that fall gently like rain

I can't wait to share this new wonder

The people will all see it's light

Let them all make their own music

The Priests praise my name on this night

I know it's most unusual

To come before you so

But I've found an ancient miracle

I thought that you should know

Listen to my music

And hear what it can do

There's something here as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know, it's nothing new

It's just a waste of time

We have no need for ancient ways

The world is doing fine

Another toy will help destroy

The elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim

It doesn't fit the plan

I can't believe you're saying

These things just can't be true

Our world could use this beauty

Just think what we might do

Listen to my music

And hear what it can do

There's something here as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Don't annoy us further!

We have our work to do

Just think about the average

What use have they for you?

Another toy will help destroy

The elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim

It doesn't fit the Plan!

I wandered home though the silent streets

And fell into a fitful sleep

Escape to realms beyond the night

Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair

An oracle confronts me there

He leads me on light years away

Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands

That grace this strange and wondrous land

I see the hand of man arise

With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago

The elder race still learn and grow

Their power grows with purpose strong

To claim the home where they belong

Home to tear the Temples down...

Home to change!

The sleep is still in my eyes

The dream is still in my head

I heave a sigh and sadly smile

And lie a while in bed

I wish that it might come to pass

Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be

In a world like I have seen!

I don't think I can carry on

Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair

My lifeblood...

... Spills over...

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

We have assumed control

We have assumed control

We have assumed control