Everytime I Wake Up Lyrics - Gerry Rafferty

Information Superhighway, crawling out around the world

You go your way, I'll go my way, I'm living in a different world

So much useless information, meant to stultify my mind

Stifles my imagination in this sea of humankind.

Tomorrow is another day

But we are here tonight

Trust in our love and let it be

Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup

And I awaken from this sleep

In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free

Every time that I wake up

Cybernetic generation, all the little girls and boys

Virtual communication, playing with their little toys

Ritual without devotion, virtual reality

Sound and vision, no emotion, psycho babble apathy

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And now we're sitting in the sun

Love comes out of the blue

Trust in our love and let it be

Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup

And I awaken from this sleep

In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free

Every time that I wake up

When I'm lost inside the beauty of a melody

A window opens and I know that's where I want to be

Like the sound of falling snow

Awakes the magic in my heart

Driving through Nevada City, on my way to God knows where

This old town, it sure looks pretty, I just got to stop and stare

Lookin' at an old church steeple, it's got stories it could tell

In a world of sleeping people, no one ever hears the bell

Tomorrow is another day

But we are here tonight

Trust in our love and let it be

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Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup

And I awaken from this sleep

In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free

Every time that 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 haunts 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.

Information Superhighway

Crawling out around the world