Tekster: Rush. Test For Echo. Virtuality.

Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea
Clingin' to the wreckage of the lost ship fantasy

I'm a castaway stranded in a desolate land
I can see the footprints in the virtual sand

Net boy, net girl
Send your signal 'round the world
Let your fingers walk and talk
And set you free

Net boy, net girl
Send your impulse 'round the world
(Put your message in a modem)
Put your message in a modem
(And throw it in the cyber sea)
And throw it in the cyber sea

Astronauts in the weightlessness of pixel lated space
Exchange graffiti with a disembodied race

I can save the universe in a grain of sand
I can hold the future in my virtual hand

Net boy, net girl
Send your signal 'round the world
Let your fingers walk and talk
And set you free

Net boy, net girl
Send your impulse 'round the world
(Put your message in a modem)
Put your message in a modem
(And throw it in the cyber sea)
And throw it in the cyber sea

Let's dance tonight to a virtual song
Press this key and you can play along
Let's fly tonight on our virtual wings
Press this key to see amazin' things
To see amazin' things

Like a pair of vagabonds who wave between two passin' trains
Or the glimpse of a woman's smile through a window in the rain

I can smell her perfume, I can taste her lips
I can feel the voltage from her fingertips

Net boy, net girl
Send your heartbeat 'round the world
Let your fingers walk and talk
And set you free

Net boy, net girl
Send your impulse 'round the world
Put your message in a modem
And throw it in the cyber sea

(Put your message in a modem)
Put your message in a modem
(And throw it in the cyber sea)
And throw it in the cyber sea