overture  -  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've  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

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,  can't  be  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  that's  as  strong  as  life

i  know  that  it  will  reach  you

don't  annoy  us  further

oh,  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  planets  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,  oh  no

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