Neal Peart's kijk op "de nieuwe wereld" van 43 jaar geleden.
Dit nummer verscheen in 1982 op "Signals". De tekst bevat de kijk van de toen 30 jarige Neal Peart op wat hij toen als "de nieuwe wereld" zag. KIjk zelf maar wat er 43 jaar later nog van overeind staat. Wat er in ieder geval in die 43 jaar veranderd is is dat ik destijds met dit album begon af te haken maar dat het tegenwoordig een van mijn favorieten is. Met dit nummer, samen met "Subdivisions" als favoriete tracks.
He's a rebel and a runner
He's a signal turning green
He's a restless young romantic
Wants to run the big machine
He's got a problem with his poisons
But you know he'll find a cure
He's cleaning up the systems
To keep his nature pure
Learning to match the beat of the old-world man
Learning to catch the heat of the third-world man
He's got to make his own mistakes
And learn to mend the mess he makes
He's old enough to know what's right
And young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a new-world man
He's a radio receiver
Tuned to factories and farms
He's a writer and ranger and a young boy bearing arms
He's got a problem with his powers
His weapons on patrol
He's got to walk a fine line
And keep his self-control
Trying to save the day for the old-world man
Trying to pave the way for the third-world man
He's not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He's noble enough to know what's right
But weak enough not to choose it
He's wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it
He's a new-world man
Learning to match the beat of the old-world man
He's learning to catch the heat of the third-world man
He's a new world man
He's a new world man
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