meone to sweep the floors

Incomplete
Incomplete

The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you

I know it makes no difference
To what you're going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you

Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights

Red alert
Red alert

Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?

Absolute
Absolute

The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you

I know it makes no difference
To what you're going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you

The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you

I know it makes no difference
To what you're going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you

Absalom, Absalom, Absalom



Afterimage

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

Suddenly you were gone
From all the lives you left your mark upon

I remember
How we talked and drank into the misty dawn
I hear the voices
We ran by the water on the wet summer lawn

I see the footprints
I remember

I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
I feel, I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would

Tried to believe but you know it's no good
This is something that just can't be understood

I remember
The shouts of joy skiing fast through the woods
I hear the echoes
I learned your love for life, I feel the way that you would

I feel your presence
I remember

I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
This just can't be understood
I feel the way you would

Tried to believe but you know it's no good
This is something that just can't be understood

I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
This just can't be understood
I feel the way you would



Red sector A

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

All that we can do is just survive
All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive
All that we can do is just survive
All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive

Ragged lines of ragged grey
Skeletons, they shuffle away
Shouting guards and smoking guns
Will cut down the unlucky ones

I clutch the wire fence until my fingers bleed
A wound that will not heal, a heart that cannot feel
Hoping that the horror will recede
Hoping that tomorrow we'll all be freed

Sickness to insanity
Prayer to profanity
Days and weeks and months go by
Don't feel the hunger, too weak to cry

I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate
Are the liberators here? Do I hope or do I fear?
For my father and my brother it's too late
But I must help my mother stand up straight

Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?
Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?

I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate
Are the liberators here? Do I hope or do I fear?
For my father and my brother it's too late
But I must help my mother stand up straight

Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?
Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?



The enemy within (part I of Fear)

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin

Pounding in your temples
And a surge of adrenaline
Every muscle tense
To fence the enemy within

I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes, experience to extremes

Suspicious looking stranger
Flashes you a dangerous grin
Shadows across your window
Was it only trees in the wind?

Every breath a static charge
A tongue that tastes like tin
Steely eyed outside
To hide the enemy within

To you is it movement or is it action?
Is it contact or just reaction?
And you revolution or just resistance?
Is it living or just existence?

Yeah, you! It takes a little more persistence
To get up and go the distance

I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes, experience to extremes

I'm not giving in
I'm not missing out
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes

I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes, experience to extremes



The body electric

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

One humanoid escapee
One android on the run
Seeking freedom
Beneath a lonely desert sun

Trying to change its program
Trying to change the mode, crack the code
Images conflicting
Into data overload

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
SOS
One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
In distress

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one

Memory banks unloading
Bytes break into bits
Unit one's in trouble
And it's scared out of its wits

Guidance systems break down
A struggle to exist, to resist
A pulse of dying power
In a clenching plastic fist

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
SOS
One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
In distress

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
SOS
One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one
In distress

One-zero-zero-one-zero-zero-one

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines



Kid gloves

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

A world of difference
A world so out of touch
Overwhelmed by everything
But wanting more so much

Call it blind frustration
Call it blind man's bluff
Call each other names
Your voices rude, your voices rough

Then you learn the lesson
That it's cool to be so tough

Handle with kid gloves
Handle with kid gloves
Then you learn the lessons
Taught in school won't be enough

Put on your kid gloves
Put on your kid gloves
Then you learn the lesson
That it's cool to be so tough

A world of indifference
Heads and hearts too full
Careless of the consequence
Of constant push and pull

Anger got bare knuckles
Anger play the fool
Anger wear a crown of thorns
Reverse the golden rule

Then you learn the lesson
That it's tough to be so cool

Handle with kid gloves
Handle with kid gloves
Then you learn the weapons
And the ways of hard knock school

Put on your kid gloves
Put on your kid gloves
Then you learn the lesson
That it's tough to be so cool

Anger got bare knuckles
Anger play the fool
Anger wear a crown of thorns
Reverse the golden rule

Then you learn the lesson
That it's tough to be so cool

Put on your kid gloves
Put on your kid gloves
Then you learn the lesson
That it's tough to be so cool



Red lenses

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

I see red
And it hurts my head
Guess it must be something
That I read

It's the color of your heartbeat
A rising summer sun
The battle lost or won
The flash to fashion and the pulse to passion

Feels red
Inside my head
And truth is often bitter
Left unsaid

Said red, red
Thinking about the overhead
The underfed
Couldn't we talk about something else instead?

"We've got Mars on the horizon"
Says the national midnight star - it's true
What you believe is what you are
A pair of dancing shoes, the soviets are the blues

The reds
Under your bed
Lying in the darkness
Dead ahead

And the Mercury is rising
Barometer starts to fall
You know it gets to us all
The pain that is learning and the rain that is burning

Feel red
Still go ahead
You see black and white
And I see red

Red - not blue



Between the wheels

(Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

To live between a rock and a hard place
In between time
Cruising in prime time
Soaking up the cathode rays

To live between the wars in our time
Living in real time
Holding the good time
Holding on to yesterdays

You know how that rabbit feels
Going under your speeding wheels
Bright images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly

Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time just pass you by

Wheels can take you around
Wheels can cut you down

We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare
Down to "Brother, can you spare?"

Another war, another wasteland
And another lost generation

It slips between your hands like water
This living in real time
A dizzying lifetime
Reeling by on celluloid

Struck between the eyes by the big time world
Walking uneasy streets
Hiding beneath the sheets
Got to try and fill the void

You know how that rabbit feels
Going under your speeding wheels
Bright images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly

Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time just pass you by

Wheels can take you around
Wheels can cut you down

We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare
Down to "Brother, can you spare?"

Another war, another wasteland
And another lost generation