Eric Clapton

Inside Of Me

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The point on the water, there's a change in the air,
A vibe in the darkness but there's nobody there.
I look for the reason but there's nothing to see,
Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be.

Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart.
I reside
In a world that has fallen apart.
Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby,
Show me a way to get back on time, please.
Where do we go, baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?

But why should I worry and why do I care
When this road that I walk on is going nowhere.
I stand and I study every face in the crowd,
See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud.


Scratching the surface, it all looks the same;
A world full of anger with no one to blame.
But who can I turn to? Who holds the key?
And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me.


All things considered it looks as though
Utopia were far closer to us than anyone,
only fifteen years ago, could have imagined.
Then, I projected it six hundred years into the future.
Today it seems quite possible that
the horror may be upon us within a single century.
That is, if we refrain from blowing ourselves
to smithereens in the interval.
Indeed, unless we choose to decentralize
and to use applied science,
not as the end to which human beings
are to be made the means,
but as the means to producing a race of free individuals,
we have only two alternatives to choose from:
either a number of national militarized totalitarianisms,
having as their root the terror of the atomic bomb
and as their consequence the destruction of civilization
(or, if the warfare is limited, the perpetuation of militarism);
or else one supranational totalitarianism,
called into existence by the social chaos resulting
from rapid technological progress in general
and the atomic revolution in particular, and developing,
under the need for efficiency and stability,
into the welfare-tyranny of Utopia.
You pays your money and you takes your choice.

The quote is the final paragraph of Aldous Huxley's
foreward to his book, "Brave New World",
transcribed here in its entirety.

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