Tekster:
Rush Power Windows

The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading

Carry them away Mysteries of night, escape the light of day Mystic rhythms Under northern lights Or the African sun Primitive things stir the hearts of everyone We sometimes catch a window

I see the middle kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes, our homes are set above

Oversættelse: Rush. Manhattan Project Power Windows.

the norms -- Against the run of the mill Swimming against the stream Life in two dimensions is a mass production scheme So much poison in power,

money draw the flies Sometimes pushing people around Sometimes pulling out the rug Sometimes pushing all the buttons Sometimes pulling out the plug It's the power

: The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still

biggest toys -- More than they bargained for... Imagine a man when it all began The pilot of "Enola Gay" Flying out of the shockwave on that August day All the powers

never quite enough Sometimes we are too tender Sometimes we're too tough If we get too much attention It gets hard to overrule So often fragile power