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1 " I've got my own moral compass to steer byA guiding star beats a spirit in the skyAnd all the preaching voices -Empty vessels ring so loudAs they move among the crowdFools and thieves are well disguisedIn the temple and market placeLike a stone in the riverAgainst the floods of springI will quietly resistLike the willows in the windOr the cliffs along the oceanI will quietly resistI don't have faith in faithI don't believe in beliefYou can call me faithlessI still cling to hopeAnd I believe in loveAnd that's faith enough for meI've got my own spirit level for balanceTo tell if my choice is leaning up or downAnd all the shouting voicesTry to throw me off my courseSome by sermon, some by forceFools and thieves are dangerousIn the temple and market placeLike a forest bows to winterBeneath the deep white silenceI will quietly resistLike a flower in the desertThat only blooms at nightI will quietly resist "
― Rush
2 " I get up at seven yeah and I go to work at nine. I got no time for livin'. Yes I'm workin' all the time. It seems to me I could live my life a lot better than I think I am. I guess that's why they call me they call me the workin' man. "
3 " Though we might have precious littleIt's still preciousI like that song about this wonderful worldIt's got a sunny point of viewAnd sometimes I feel it's trueAt least for a few of usI like that world, it makes a wonderful songBut there's a darker point of viewBut sadly just as trueFor so many among usThough we might have precious littleIt's still preciousIn the sweetest child there's a vicious streakIn the strongest man there's a child so weakIn the whole wide world there's no magic placeSo you might as well rise put on your bravest faceI like that show where they solve all the murdersAn heroic point of viewIt's got justice and vengeance tooAt least so the story goesI like that story, makes a satisfying caseBut there's a messy point of viewThat's sadly just as trueFor so many among usIn softest voice there's an acid tongueIn the oldest eyes there's a soul so youngIn the shakiest will there's a core of steelOn the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheelThough we might have precious littleIt's still precious "
4 " A memo to a higher officeOpen letter to the powers that beTo a god, a king, a head of stateA captain of industryTo the movers and the shakers...Can't everybody see?It ought to be second natureI mean, the places where we liveLet's talk about this sensiblyWe're not insensitiveI know progress has no patienceBut something's got to giveI know you're differentYou know I'm the sameWe're both too busyTo be taking the blameI'd like some changesBut you don't have the timeWe can't go on thinkingIt's a victimless crimeNo one is blamelessBut we're all without shameWe fight the fire while we're feeding the flamesFolks have got to make choicesAnd choices got to have voicesFolks are basically decentConventional wisdom would sayBut we read about the exceptionsIn the papers every dayIt ought to be second natureAt least, that's what I feelNow I lay me down in DreamlandI know perfect's not for realI thought we might get closerBut I'm ready to make a dealToday is different, and tomorrow the sameIt's hard to take the world the way that it cameToo many rapids keep us sweeping alongToo many captains keep on steering us wrongIt's hard to take the heatIt's hard to lay blameTo fight the fire while we're feeding the flames "
― Rush ,
5 " There are those who think that life has nothing left to chanceA host of holy horrors to direct our aimless danceA planet of play thingsWe dance on the stringsOf powers we cannot perceive'The stars aren't alignedOr the gods are malign...'Blame is better to give than receiveYou can choose a ready guide in some celestial voiceIf you choose not to decide, you still have made a choiceYou can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can killI will choose a path that's clearI will choose freewillThere are those who thinkThat they were dealt a losing handThe cards were stacked against themThey weren't born in Lotus LandAll preordainedA prisoner in chainsA victim of venomous fateKicked in the faceYou can't pray for a placeIn heaven's unearthly estateEach of usA cell of awarenessImperfect and incompleteGenetic blendsWith uncertain endsOn a fortune hunt that's far too fleet "
6 " They say there are strangers who threaten us In our immigrants and infidels They say there is strangeness too dangerous In our theaters and bookstore shelves That those who know what's best for us Must rise and save us from ourselves Quick to judge Quick to anger Slow to understand Ignorance and prejudice And fear walk hand in hand... "
7 " The point of the journey is not to arrive. "
8 " Life is just a candle, and a dream must give it flame. "
9 " Glittery prizes and endless compromises shatter the illusion of integrity. "
10 " No, his mind is not for rentTo any god or governmentAlways hopeful, yet discontentHe knows changes aren't permanentBut change is "
11 " He's old enough to know what's right, but young enough not to choose it. He wise enough to win the world, but fool enough to lose it. "
12 " He's old enough to know what's right, but young enough not to choose it. He's wise enough to win the world, but fool enough to lose it. "