Luyện nghe bài hát Everytime I Wake Up

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

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

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

Cybernetic generation, all the little and boys
Virtual communication, playing their little toys
Ritual devotion, virtual reality
and vision, no emotion, psycho babble apathy

And now we're in the sun
Love comes out of the
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
Every time I wake up

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

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

Tomorrow is day
But we are tonight
Trust in our 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 I am free
Every that I wake up
Every time I wake up
Every time I wake 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 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.

Superhighway
Crawling out the world