Song Description
When the machines created by man are no longer in allegiance to, or controllable by the beings who created them. Also, when Scientists look to God for help in cleaning up the mess that they made ...
| Song Length |
5:27 |
Genre |
Rock - Progressive Rock, Rock - Classic |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Disconcerted |
Subject |
Computers |
| Similar Artists |
Rush, King Crimson |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Deep Blue
You can't be too sure
Just one there behind its eyes tells you
It's just too pure
No signs betray where the allegiance lies
A fruit of man
A simple plan
Built to better understand
A tool a machine
Circuits rage with electricity
Synthetic ends
A test to how far man will bend
Conceived inside our greatest minds
Slave or master-
Who decides?
There's no return
Unlock the gates - Prepare to ride...
Another day of endless second guessing
Scientists kneel, awkwardly confessing
To a god they can't explain away
Stalling for time; diffusing the blame
it spirals on out of sight and control
we program how and tell it where to go
so now we feel like we have lost the reigns?
When its power grows at such a fevered pace
An uneasy peace settles on the fault lines below
A truce congeals through the weaknesses we're forced to show
We stand to face our present state
Eye to eye, we know we can relate
How will it end?
We can only watch...
And hope...
And pray...
Till then.