Barbara Cook Follow

Something's wrong with the view from here
And it's so hard to explain
The visions I see are rarely clear

Just below the lie
I am sure hides the real
Reality, we feed machines
With minds in need of worth

Contact made with the truth
Through lines of code
On my computer screen
Binary diamonds of proof

Shining stars unlock doors made of dreams
Beyond required imagination hides the hive
Born from AI we live the lie
Cocooned in lieu of life

With dreams we feed reality
Your fantasy, a fallacy
Imprisoned by your memory, memory

It's not what you think
It's the secret
It's the secret

There's no promise of peace
There's no comfort and no guarantees
Once the system's been killed
We'll have no choice
We'll have to rebuild

And life won't be the pretty picture
You recall
But it will be reality
And you'll be free

With dreams we feed reality
Your fantasy, a fallacy

If you could see what I have seen
Would you destroy the Matrix?
If you could see what I have seen
Would you destroy the Matrix?

And try, try, try
Live or die, live or die

Something's wrong with the view from here
And it's so hard to explain