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DISCID=5b09f508
DTITLE=Rush / Signals
TTITLE0=Subdivisions
TTITLE1=The Analog Kid
TTITLE2=Chemistry
TTITLE3=Digital Man
TTITLE4=The Weapon
TTITLE5=New World Man
TTITLE6=Losing It
TTITLE7=Countdown
EXTD=1982 Mercury / Polygram Records 810 002-2\n\n\t\tGeddy Lee\n      Bas
EXTD=s guitars, synthesizers, vocals, Pitcher\n\n\t\tAlex Lifeson\nElectri
EXTD=c & acoustic guitars, Taurus pedals, First Base\n\n\t\tNeil Peart\n\tD
EXTD=rums & percussion, Third Base\n\nProduced by Rush and Terry Brown,
EXTD= Left Field\nArrangements by Rush and Terry Brown\nRecorded and mi
EXTD=xed at Le Studio, April, May June,\nand July 1982\nEngineered by P
EXTD=aul Northfield, Center Field (a regular\nAlbert One-Stone)\nAssist
EXTD=ed by Robbie Whelan, Right Field\nDigitally Mastered by JVC\nMaste
EXTD=red at Masterdisk by Bob Ludwig\nSpecial guest performance by Ben
EXTD= Mink, electric violins\non Losing It, appears courtesy of FM\nArt
EXTD= Direction, graphics, and cover concepts by Hugh Syme\nPhotograph
EXTD=y by Deborah Samuel\nCompact disc redesigned by Steve Kleinberg\nH
EXTD=ydrant courtesy of the Department of Public Works,\nToronto\nManag
EXTD=ement by Ray Danniels, SRO Productions, Toronto\nExecutive Produc
EXTD=tion by Moon Records\nRoad Manager and Lighting Director: Howard 
EXTD=Ungerleider\nConcert Sound Engineer: Jon Erickson\nStage Managers:
EXTD= Nick Kotos and Liam Birt, Shortstop\nStage Right Technician and 
EXTD=Crew Chief: William B. Birt\nStage Left Technician: Skip Gildersl
EXTD=eve\nCentre Stage Technician: Larry Allen, Coach & Catcher\nGuitar
EXTD= and Synthsizer Maintenance: Tony Geranios,\nSecond Base\nStage Mo
EXTD=nitor Mixer: Steve Byron\nConcert Security: Ian Grandy\nConcert Pr
EXTD=ojectionist: Lee Tenner\nPersonal Shreve-of-all Trades: Kevin Fle
EXTD=witt\nConcert Sound by National Sound: Tom Linthicum,\nFuzzy Fraze
EXTD=r, and Dave Berman\nConcert Lighting by See Factor International:
EXTD= Nick Kotos\nMike Weiss, Jeffrey Thomas McDonald, Mark Shane\nBush
EXTD=eads and Truckfaces: Tom Whittaker, Billy Barlow,\nLance Vaughn, 
EXTD=Pat Lynes, Arthur MacLear, Red McBrine,\nBob Hoeschel
EXTT0=Sprawling on the fringes of the city\nIn geometric order\nAn insul
EXTT0=ated border\nIn between the bright lights\nAnd the far unlit unkno
EXTT0=wn\n\nGrowing up it all seems so one-sided\nOpinions all provided\nT
EXTT0=he future pre-decided\nDetached and subdivided\nIn the mass-produc
EXTT0=tion zone\n\nNowhere is the dreamer\nOr the misfits so alone\n\nSubdi
EXTT0=visions -\nIn the high school halls\nIn the shopping malls\nConform
EXTT0= or be cast out\nSubdivisions -\nIn the basement bars\nIn the backs
EXTT0= of cars\nBe cool or be cast out\nAny escape might help to smooth\n
EXTT0=The unattractiove truth\nBut the suburbs have no charms to soothe
EXTT0=\nThe restless dreams of youth\n\nDrawn like moths we drift into th
EXTT0=e city\nThe timeless old attraction\nCruising for the action\nLit u
EXTT0=p like a firefly\nJust to feel the living night\nSome will sell th
EXTT0=eir dreams for small desires\nOr lose the race to rats\nGet caught
EXTT0= in ticking traps\nAnd start to dream of somewhere\nTo relax their
EXTT0= restless flight\n\nSomewhere out of a memory\nOf lighted streets o
EXTT0=n quiet nights...
EXTT1=A hot and windy August afternoon\nHas the trees in constant motio
EXTT1=n\nWith a flash of silver leaves\nAs they're rocking in the breeze
EXTT1=\n\nThe boy lies in the grass with one blade\nStuck between his tee
EXTT1=th\nA vague sensation quickens\nIn his young and restless heart\nAn
EXTT1=d a bright and nameless vision\nHas him longing to depart\n\nYou mo
EXTT1=ve me -\nYou move me -\nWith your buildings and your eyes\nAutumn w
EXTT1=oods and winter skies\nYou move me -\nYou move me -\nOpen sea and c
EXTT1=ity lights\nBusy streets and dizzy heights\nYou call me -\nYou call
EXTT1= me -\nThe fawn-eyed girl with sun-browned legs\nDances on the edg
EXTT1=e of his dream\nAnd her voice rings in his ears\nLike the music of
EXTT1= the spheres\n\nThe boy lies in the grass, unmoving\nStaring at the
EXTT1= sky\nHis mother starts to call him\nAs a hawk goes soaring by\nThe
EXTT1= boy pulls down his baseball cap\nAnd covers up his eyes\n\nToo man
EXTT1=y hands on my time\nToo many feelings -\nToo many things on my min
EXTT1=d\nWhen I leave I don't know\nWhat I'm hoping to find\nWhen I leave
EXTT1= I don't know\nWhat I'm leaving behind...
EXTT2=Signals transmitted\nMessage received\nReaction making impact -\nIn
EXTT2=visibly\n\nElemental telepathy\nExchange of energy\nReaction making 
EXTT2=contact -\nMysteriously\n\nEye to I\nReaction burning hotter\nTwo to 
EXTT2=one\nReflection on the water\nH to O\nNo flow without the other\nOh 
EXTT2=but how\nDo they make contact\nWith one another?\n\nElectricity? Bio
EXTT2=logy?\nSeems to me it's Chemistry\n\nEmotions transmitted\nEmotions 
EXTT2=received\nMusic in the abstract -\nPositively\n\nElemental empathy\nA
EXTT2= change of synergy\nMusic making contact -\nNaturally\n\nOne, two, t
EXTT2=hree -\nAdd without subtraction\nSound on sound\nMultiplied reactio
EXTT2=n\nH to O\nNo flow without the other\nOh but how\nDo we make contact
EXTT2=\nWith one another?
EXTT3=His world is under observation -\nWe monitor his station\nUnder fa
EXTT3=ces and the places\nWhere he traces points of view\n\nHe picks up s
EXTT3=craps of conversation -\nRadio and radiation\nFrom the dancers and
EXTT3= the romancers\nWith the answers - but no clue\n\nHe'd love to spen
EXTT3=d the night in Zion\nHe's been a long while in Babylon\nHe'd like 
EXTT3=a lover's wings to fly on\nTo a tropic isle of Avalon\n\nHis world 
EXTT3=is under anaesthetic -\nSubdivided and synthetic\nHis reliance on 
EXTT3=the giants\nIn the science of the day\n\nHe picks up scraps of info
EXTT3=rmation\nHe's adept at adaptation\n'Cause for strangers and arrang
EXTT3=ers\nConstant change is here to stay\n\nHe's got a force field and 
EXTT3=a flexible plan\nHe's got a date with fate in a black sedan\nHe pl
EXTT3=ays fast forward for as long as he can\nBut he won't need a bed -
EXTT3=\nHe's a digital man
EXTT4=(Part II of Fear)\n\nWe've got nothing to fear - but fear itself?\n
EXTT4=Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy?\nNot the faulty units in 
EXTT4=this mad machinery?\nNot the broken contacts in emotional chemist
EXTT4=ry?\n\nWith an iron fist in a velvet glove\nWe are sheltered under 
EXTT4=the gun\nIn the glory game on the power train\nThy kingdom will be
EXTT4= done\n\nAnd the things that we fear\nAre a weapon to be held again
EXTT4=st us...\n\nHe's not afraid of your judgement\nHe knows of horrors 
EXTT4=worse than your hell\nHe's a little bit afraid of dying -\nBut he'
EXTT4=s a lot more afraid of your lying\n\nAnd the things that he fears\n
EXTT4=Are a weapon to be held against him ...\n\nCan any part of life - 
EXTT4=be larger than life?\nEven love must be limited by time\nAnd those
EXTT4= who push us down that they might climb -\nIs any killer worth mo
EXTT4=re than his crime?\n\nLike a steely blade in a silken sheath\nWe do
EXTT4=n't see what they're made of\nThey shout about love, but when pus
EXTT4=h comes to shove\nThey live for the things they're afraid of\n\nAnd
EXTT4= the knowledge that they fear\nIs a weapon to be used against the
EXTT4=m...
EXTT5=He's a rebel and a runner\nHe's a signal turning green\nHe's a res
EXTT5=tless young romantic\nWants to run the big machine\n\nHe's got a pr
EXTT5=oblem with hes poisons\nBut your know he'll find a cure\nHe's clea
EXTT5=ning up his systems\nTo keep his nature pure\n\nLearning to match t
EXTT5=he beat of the Old World man\nLearning to catch the heat of the T
EXTT5=hird World man\n\nHe's got to make his own mistakes\nAnd learn to m
EXTT5=end the mess he makes\nHe's old enough to know what's right\nBut y
EXTT5=oung enough not to choose it\nHe's noble enough to win the world\n
EXTT5=But weak enough to lose it -\n\nHe's a New World man...\n\nHe's a ra
EXTT5=dio receiver\nTuned to factories and farms\nHe's a writer and arra
EXTT5=nger\nAnd a young boy bearing arms\n\nHe's got a problem with his p
EXTT5=ower\nWith weapons on patrol\nHe's got to walk a fine line\nAnd kee
EXTT5=p his self-control\n\nTrying to same the day for the Old World man
EXTT5=\nTrying to pave the way for the Third World man\n\nHe's not concer
EXTT5=ned with yesterday\nHe knows constant change is here today\nHe's n
EXTT5=oble enough to know what's right\nBut weak enough not to choose i
EXTT5=t\nHe's wise enough to win the world\nBut fool enough to lose it -
EXTT5=\n\nHe's a New World man...
EXTT6=The dancer slows her frantic pace\nIn pain and desperation,\nHer a
EXTT6=ching limbs and downcast face\nAglow with perspiration\n\nStiffas w
EXTT6=ire, her lungs on fire,\nWith just the briefest pause -\nThen floo
EXTT6=ding through the memory,\nThe echoes of an old applause.\n\nShe lim
EXTT6=ps across the floor\nAnd closes her bedroom door...\n\nThe writer s
EXTT6=tares with glassy eyes -\nDefies the empty page,\nHis beard is whi
EXTT6=te, his face is lined\nAnd streaked with tears of rage.\n\nThirty y
EXTT6=ears ago, how the words would flow\nWith passion and precision,\nB
EXTT6=ut now his mind is dark and dulled\nBy sickness and indecision.\nA
EXTT6=nd he stares out the kitchen door\nWhere the sun will rise no mor
EXTT6=e...\n\nSome are born to move the world -\nTo live their fantasies\n
EXTT6=But most of us just dream about\nThe things we'd like to be\n\nSadd
EXTT6=er still to watch it die\nThan never to have known it\nFor you - t
EXTT6=he blind who once could see -\nThe bell tolls for thee...
EXTT7=(Dedicated with thanks to astronauts Young & Crippen\nand all the
EXTT7= people of NASA for their inspiration and\ncooperation)\n\nLit up w
EXTT7=ith anticipation\nWe arrive at the launching site\nThe sky is stil
EXTT7=l dark, nearing dawn\nOn the Florida coastline\n\nCircling choppers
EXTT7= slash the night\nWith roving searchlight beams\nThis magic day wh
EXTT7=en super-science\nMingles with the bright stuff of dreams\n\nFloodl
EXTT7=it in the hazy distance\nThe star of this unearthly show\nVenting 
EXTT7=vapours, like the breath\nOf a sleeping white dragon\n\nCracking sp
EXTT7=eakers, voices tense\nResume the final count\nAll systems check, T
EXTT7= minus nine\nAs the sun and the drama starts to mount\n\nThe air is
EXTT7= charged - a humid, motionless mass\nThe crowds and the cameras,\n
EXTT7=The cars full of spectators pass\nExcitement so thick - you could
EXTT7= cut it with a knife\nTechnology - high, on the leading edge of l
EXTT7=ife\n\nThe earth beneath us starts to tremble\nWith the spreading o
EXTT7=f a low black clowd\nA thunderous roar shakes the air\nLike the wh
EXTT7=ole world exploding\n\nScorching blast of golden fire\nAs it slowly
EXTT7= leaves the ground\nTears away with a mighty force\nThe air is sha
EXTT7=ttered by the awesome sound\n\nLike a pillar of cloud, the smoke l
EXTT7=ingers\nHigh in the air\nIn fascination - with the eyes of the wor
EXTT7=ld\nWe stare...
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