| Song | 2112 - Live (1976/Massey Hall, Toronto) |
| Artist | Rush |
| Album | All The World's A Stage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lee, Lifeson, Peart | |
| i. overture | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| "and the meek shall inherit the earth." | |
| Ii. the temples of syrinx | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... "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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... "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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... "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 | |
| 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... "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 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.. | |
| Vi. soliloquy | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... "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 | |
| Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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. |
| zuo ci : Lee, Lifeson, Peart | |
| i. overture | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| " and the meek shall inherit the earth." | |
| Ii. the temples of syrinx | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 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.. | |
| Vi. soliloquy | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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. |
| zuò cí : Lee, Lifeson, Peart | |
| i. overture | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| " and the meek shall inherit the earth." | |
| Ii. the temples of syrinx | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 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.. | |
| Vi. soliloquy | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| ... " 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 | |
| Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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. |