How many times have you been pushed around? Was anybody there? Does anybody care? And how many times have your friends let you down? Was anybody there
Like a machine I'll fix you from the start I'm in repair, life that we share I know that I'll be lost and Oh I, I have been good, I understood Like a machine
All my friends alone on a hill They're just looking down With violent minds on alone They're just not equipped Insistence hope for the best We're not
I gave up on you And your exercise And the world that I knew Then, I fell back on you 'Cause I need more time And I need an excuse I'm a thief, a liar
I'm not waiting for the answers on a Sunday afternoon I'm just too drunk to remember, why I always slip through The drugs and fake ambition have been
Take death for example A great deal of our effort goes into avoiding it We make extraordinary efforts to delay it And often consider its intrusion a tragic
{The year is twenty twenty- nine The machines will convince us that they are conscious That they have their own agenda worthy of our respect They'll embody
So you've made up your mind You're tired of tryin' Time to be scared I know you wanted to fly You can't close your eyes Time to beware But if you believe
{Age of spiritual machines Ten to fifteen billion years ago The universe is born}
You feel the love You feel the past It's all the things you thought you had Hah Hah Oh, well I woke up in Hell today I woke up depressed and drained
You, you, you You haven't seen the world outside for days You sleep, you hope, you wait Imagination disappears And all the dreams you have you save Confrontation
enslave the population in his book 1984. The year is 1976. Kurzweil Computer Products introduces the Kurzweil Reading Machine. The first printed speech reading machine
2029 There is a growing discussion About the legal rights of computers And what constitutes being human
She builds her own satellite From an old rusted chair She leaves this old world behind And the things that she cares Maybe she's gone but it won't be
: The age of spiritual machines. Ten to fifteen billion years ago, the universe was born
: You haven't seen the world outside for days You sleep, you hope, you wait Imagination disappears And all the dreams you have you save Confrontation
this And I'll be there to sit While you pray no one's blaming me I'm not supposed to wait When they open up your heart... I have been good I understood Like a machine
: You feel the love You feel the past It's all the things you thought you had Oh, I woke up in hell today I woke up depressed and drained But that
