© 1985 Steve Savitsky
Am C
Beside the world we live in
G C Em
Apart from day and night
Am
Is a world ablaze with wonder
Em Am
Of magic and delight
Like a magic crystal mirror
My computer lets me know
Of the other world within it
Where my body cannot go
Dm
Chorus: You can only see the shadows
Am G Am
Of electrons on a screen
Dm Am
From the world inside the crystal
Em Am
That no human eyes have seen
The computer is a gateway
To a world where magic rules
Where the only law is logic
Webs of words the only tools
Where we play with words and symbols
And creation is the game
For our symbols have the power
To become the things they name
Chorus
Now you who do not know this world
Its dangers or its joys
You take the things we build there
And you use them as your toys
You trust them with your fortunes
Or let them guard your lives
From the chaos of creation
Just their final form survives
Chorus
Call us hackers, call us wizards
With derision or respect
Still our souls are marked by something
That your labels can't affect
Though our words are touched by strangeness
There is little we can say
You would only hear the echo
Of a music far away
Chorus
Am C
Beside the world we live in
G C Em
Apart from day and night
Am
Is a world ablaze with wonder
Em Am
Of magic and delight
Like a magic crystal mirror
My computer lets me know
Of the other world within it
Where my body cannot go
Dm
Chorus: You can only see the shadows
Am G Am
Of electrons on a screen
Dm Am
From the world inside the crystal
Em Am
That no human eyes have seen
The computer is a gateway
To a world where magic rules
Where the only law is logic
Webs of words the only tools
Where we play with words and symbols
And creation is the game
For our symbols have the power
To become the things they name
Chorus
Now you who do not know this world
Its dangers or its joys
You take the things we build there
And you use them as your toys
You trust them with your fortunes
Or let them guard your lives
From the chaos of creation
Just their final form survives
Chorus
Call us hackers, call us wizards
With derision or respect
Still our souls are marked by something
That your labels can't affect
Though our words are touched by strangeness
There is little we can say
You would only hear the echo
Of a music far away
Chorus