Beyond the Screen by Arthur Isaacson Lyrics
You have formed, of me, a picture
Based on logic without stricture
A contemporary, in your view
Perhaps my words you’ll soon eschew
I think that I should tell you now
Although you think me young, somehow
That I might be your elder, ow!
And rate a sweeping graceful bow
For all you know I ancient are
With cane and limp to venture far
One hundred fifty years or more
Perhaps a thousand lived before
It’s just these new most modern skins
Constrict my mind as I blend in
Best the language, acceptance win
Conceal the truth, my story spin
Highlander perhaps, what do you think?
No! I’ve not had much to drink
I say with smile and crinkled wink
Or would you rather a cyber link?
To where? You say but don’t believe
I know you know what e’er conceived
Could come to be, you’re not relieved?
An alien form, Would I deceive?
How do you know, what you do know?
It comes in bytes, it smoothly flows
Could I be close behind you there?
Or in another galaxy, fair?
What you see is only light
Where I am is out of sight
Or what I am, see your plight?
Have I instilled a sense of fright?
Your machine is telling you
That I exist out here in truth
But what if your machine et al
Really has the name of HAL
Perhaps your world does not exist
But only is my sly Matrix
How will you know and then to fix?
If what I say is real or tricks
What is the test that you must try?
To keep you mind from going awry
Better hurry, or bye and bye
We’ll shut the power, the time draws nigh.
Based on logic without stricture
A contemporary, in your view
Perhaps my words you’ll soon eschew
I think that I should tell you now
Although you think me young, somehow
That I might be your elder, ow!
And rate a sweeping graceful bow
For all you know I ancient are
With cane and limp to venture far
One hundred fifty years or more
Perhaps a thousand lived before
It’s just these new most modern skins
Constrict my mind as I blend in
Best the language, acceptance win
Conceal the truth, my story spin
Highlander perhaps, what do you think?
No! I’ve not had much to drink
I say with smile and crinkled wink
Or would you rather a cyber link?
To where? You say but don’t believe
I know you know what e’er conceived
Could come to be, you’re not relieved?
An alien form, Would I deceive?
How do you know, what you do know?
It comes in bytes, it smoothly flows
Could I be close behind you there?
Or in another galaxy, fair?
What you see is only light
Where I am is out of sight
Or what I am, see your plight?
Have I instilled a sense of fright?
Your machine is telling you
That I exist out here in truth
But what if your machine et al
Really has the name of HAL
Perhaps your world does not exist
But only is my sly Matrix
How will you know and then to fix?
If what I say is real or tricks
What is the test that you must try?
To keep you mind from going awry
Better hurry, or bye and bye
We’ll shut the power, the time draws nigh.