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INFO - 2112 (RUSH COVER)

2112 (RUSH cover)

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VERSURI - 2112 (RUSH COVER)

"2112" was written by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, and Neil Pert of the band, Rush.







"I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one,



merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just



two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I



had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then



watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.







"My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes



of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets



were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less



fortunate gave us a few new moons.



I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was



happy. Then I found something that changed it all..."







I. Overture



"And the meek shall inherit the earth."







II. The Temples of Syrinx



... "The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every



Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to think that every single



facet of every life is regulated and directed from within! Our books, our



music, our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the



priests..."



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 this world we 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.







III. Discovery



... "Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath



the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up,



holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was



beautiful" ...



... "I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make



them sound differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my



first harmonious sounds, and soon my own music! How different it could be from



the music of the Temples! I can't wait to tell the priests about it! ..."







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 its 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 its light



Let them all make their own music



The Priests praise my name on this night







IV. Presentation



... "In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of



grim, expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent



voice echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall." ...



... "Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet



rejection! Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror



as Father Brown ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet..."







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, no!







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







V. Oracle: The Dream



... "I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly



yet I see the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the



staircase" ...



... "I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure



spirit of man revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed



by both wonder and understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a



way that had been crushed by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless



life had become with the loss of all these things ..."







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...







VI. Soliloquy



... "I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my



total despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can



no longer live under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place



to go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my



dream, and know peace at last."







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



Oh...noo!







My spirits are low in the depths of despair



My lifeblood spills over...







VII. Grand Finale



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.

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