Rush - Digital Man

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His world is under observation
We moniter his station
Under faces and the places
Where he traces points of view.

He picks up scraps of convesation
Radio and radiation
From the dancers and romancers
Wih the answers, but no clue.

He'd love to spend the night in Zion
He's been a long while in Babylon
He'd like a lover's wings to fly on
To a tropic isle of Avalon.

His world is under anaesthetic
Subdivided and synthetic
His reliance on the giants
In the science of the day.

He picks up scraps of information
He's adept at adaptaion
Cause for strangers and arrangers
Constant change is here to stay.

He'd love to spend the night in Zion
He's been a long while in Babylon
He'd like a lover's wings to fly on
To a tropic isle of Avalon.

He's got a force field and a flexible plan
He's got a date with fate in a black sedan
He play's fast forward just as long as he can
But he don't need a bed, he's a digital man