歌曲 | Tesla |
歌手 | Unitopia |
专辑 | Artificial |
“Like a flash of lightning, in an instant the truth was revealed.” (Nikola Tesla – 1856-1943) | |
Born at the stroke of midnight | |
Darkness was filling the skies | |
Thunder and lightning | |
The cry of a child | |
The birth of a mind that would rise | |
Son of a man of faith he'd find | |
Blessed with enquiring mind | |
Troubled and tested | |
Obsessive, compulsive | |
Numbers divided by three of a kind | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colorful beams of light | |
Baubles and jewels, repulsive and crude | |
Fear of the others unclean | |
Childhood remembered | |
Balanced and centered | |
Order from chaos precisely pursued | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colourful beams of light | |
Alternating currents and radio waves | |
Father of the art of Telautomatics | |
Unusual signals, abnormal life | |
The ranting and raving of a brilliant fanatic | |
Machinery driven by a power obtained | |
From any point in the universe | |
Fluorescent light globes and cosmic rays | |
Now let me present to you 'The Egg of Columbus' | |
Like a beggar clothed in purple, that people take for king | |
Are all the theories and formulae, the downward spiraling | |
Fascinates and dazzles, causing all to go blind | |
With underlying errors, but a trick of the mind | |
Confusing metaphysics with pursuit of the truth | |
Clawing at the rubble for the fountain of youth | |
Alternating, compensating, re-create the soul | |
Madman, revolutionary, all parts of the whole | |
We are, we are…all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole (x2) | |
Showmanship and magic tricks, conjuring the dream | |
Unending thirst for knowledge carries us downstream | |
Alienating, complicating, with no self control | |
All for one and none for all, all parts of the whole | |
We are, we are…all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole (x2) | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colorful beams of light | |
Where's the ghost in the machine? | |
Where's the life blood for the dream? | |
Have we missed the opportunity to live forever? | |
In the next ten thousand years | |
Will we sow and reap with tears? | |
Does it matter that we reach each new endeavour? (x2) |
" Like a flash of lightning, in an instant the truth was revealed." Nikola Tesla 18561943 | |
Born at the stroke of midnight | |
Darkness was filling the skies | |
Thunder and lightning | |
The cry of a child | |
The birth of a mind that would rise | |
Son of a man of faith he' d find | |
Blessed with enquiring mind | |
Troubled and tested | |
Obsessive, compulsive | |
Numbers divided by three of a kind | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colorful beams of light | |
Baubles and jewels, repulsive and crude | |
Fear of the others unclean | |
Childhood remembered | |
Balanced and centered | |
Order from chaos precisely pursued | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colourful beams of light | |
Alternating currents and radio waves | |
Father of the art of Telautomatics | |
Unusual signals, abnormal life | |
The ranting and raving of a brilliant fanatic | |
Machinery driven by a power obtained | |
From any point in the universe | |
Fluorescent light globes and cosmic rays | |
Now let me present to you ' The Egg of Columbus' | |
Like a beggar clothed in purple, that people take for king | |
Are all the theories and formulae, the downward spiraling | |
Fascinates and dazzles, causing all to go blind | |
With underlying errors, but a trick of the mind | |
Confusing metaphysics with pursuit of the truth | |
Clawing at the rubble for the fountain of youth | |
Alternating, compensating, recreate the soul | |
Madman, revolutionary, all parts of the whole | |
We are, we are all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole x2 | |
Showmanship and magic tricks, conjuring the dream | |
Unending thirst for knowledge carries us downstream | |
Alienating, complicating, with no self control | |
All for one and none for all, all parts of the whole | |
We are, we are all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole x2 | |
Oh how I loved her | |
Nothing else mattered | |
She was my purpose in life | |
Clear was her message | |
The light from her eyes | |
Colorful beams of light | |
Where' s the ghost in the machine? | |
Where' s the life blood for the dream? | |
Have we missed the opportunity to live forever? | |
In the next ten thousand years | |
Will we sow and reap with tears? | |
Does it matter that we reach each new endeavour? x2 |