Album: Retrospective 1974-80 (1997)
"And the meek shall inherit the earth."
We have taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It is one for all & all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We´re the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We´re the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come & 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´re the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We´re 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 is got wires that vibrate & give music
What can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain
I cannot wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night
I know it is most unusual
To come before you so
But I have found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
Theres smth here as strong as life
I know that it´ll reach you
Yes, we know it isn´thing new
It is just a waste of time
We´ve 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 cannot believe you are 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
Theres smth here as strong as life
I know that it´ll reach you
Don´t annoy us further
We´ve 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 yeahrs away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange & wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind & open eyes
They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn & 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 & 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´ve seen
I do not think I can carry on
Carry on this cold & empty life
Oh...noo!
My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood spills over..
VII. Grand Finale
Music by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, & Neil Peart
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We´ve assumed control.
We´ve assumed control.
We´ve assumed control.
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