Resist

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart I can learn to resist Anything but temptation I can learn to co-exist With anything but pain I can learn to compromise Anything but my desires I can learn to get along With all the things I can’t explain I can learn to resist Anything but frustration I can learn to persist With anything but aiming low I can learn to close my eyes To anything but injustice I can learn to get along With all the things I don’t know You can surrender Without a prayer But never really pray Pray without surrender You can fight Without ever winning But never ever win Without a fight

Virtuality

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship Fantasy I’m a castaway, stranded in a desolate land I can see the footprints in the virtual sand Net boy, net girl Send your signal ’round the world Let your fingers walk and talk And set you free  Net boy, net girl Send your impulse ’round the world Put your message in a modem And throw it in the Cyber Sea  Astronauts in the weightlessness of pixellated space Exchange graffiti with a disembodied race I can save the universe in a grain of sand I can hold the

Dog Years

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart In a dog’s life A year is really more like seven And all too soon a canine Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven It seems to me As we make our own few circles ’round the sun We get it backwards And our seven years go by like one Dog years — It’s the season of the itch Dog years — With every scratch it reappears In the dog days People look to Sirius Dogs cry for the moon But those connections are mysterious It seems to me While it’s true that every dog will have his day When all the bones are buried There is

Totem

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart I’ve got twelve disciples and a Buddha smile The Garden of Allah – Viking Valhalla A miracle once in a while I’ve got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul Vishnu and Gaia – Aztec and Maya Dance around my totem pole I believe in what I see I believe in what I hear I believe that what I’m feeling Changes how the world appears Angels and demons dancing in my head Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed Media messiahs preying on my fears Pop culture prophets playing in my ears I’ve got celestial mechanics To synchronize my stars Seasonal migrations – daily variations World

Time And Motion

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart Time and motion Wind and sun and rain Days connect like boxcars in a train Fill them up with precious cargo Squeeze in all that you can find Spontaneous elation And the long-enduring kind Time and motion Flesh and blood and fire Lives connect in webs of gold and razor wire Spin a thread of precious contact Squeeze in all that you can find Spontaneous relations And the long-enduring kind The mighty ocean Dances with the moon The silent forest Echoes with the loon Time and motion Live and love and dream Eyes connect like interstellar beams Superman in Supernature Needs all the comfort he

The Color Of Right

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart I don’t have an explanation For another lonely night I just feel this sense of mission And the sense of what is right Take it easy on my now — I’d be there if I could I’m so full of what is right I can’t see what is good It’s a hopeless situation Lie awake for half the night You’re not sure what’s going on here But you’re sure it isn’t right Make it easy on yourself There’s nothing more you can do You’re so full of what is right You can’t see what is true A quality of justice A quantity of light A particle of

Half The World

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway Half the world lives Half the world makes Half the world gives While the other half takes Half the world is Half the world was Half the world thinks While the other half does Half the world talks With half a mind on what they say Half the world walks With half a mind to run away Half the world lies Half the world learns Half the world flies As half the world turns Half the world cries Half the world laughs Half

Driven

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart Driven up and down in circles Skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool’s paradise BUT IT’S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out back alleys Driven to another den of thieves BUT IT’S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven in — Driven to the edge Driven out — On the thin end of the wedge Driven

Test For Echo

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart and Pye Dubois Here we go — vertigo Video vertigo Test for echo Here we go — in slo-mo Video vertigo Test for echo Some kind of trouble on the sensory screen Camera curves over caved-in cop cars Bleacher-creatures, would-be desperados Clutch at plausible deniability Don’t touch that dial — We’re in denial Until the showcase trial on TV Some kind of pictures on the sense o’clock news Miles of yellow tape — silhouetted chalklines Tough-talking hood boys in pro-team logo knockoffs Conform to uniforms of some corporate entity Don’t change that station It’s Gangster Nation Now crime’s in syndication on TV What a show — vertigo Video

Out Of The Cradle

Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson Lyrics: Neil Peart It’s not a place It’s a yearning It’s not a race It’s a journey It’s not an act It’s attraction It’s not a style It’s an action It’s a dream for the waking It’s a flower touched by flame It’s a gift for the giving It’s a power with a hundred names Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Maybe Time is bird in flight Endlessly mocking Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking It’s a hand That rocks the cradle It’s a motion That swings the sky It’s method on the edge of madness It’s