Words Upon The Street

With laptops made of calfskin

Wrought to spread the holy will

Disseminating dogma

Using lapis, gold and quill

And the word was with the few and the few were very strong

A mass communication where you feel you don't belong

Now the words that flow between us run like torrents through the air

Connecting every man at any moment anywhere

Seems that what's important at the end of the day

Down through all the ages just the same old things to say

Sure, the aldermen and theigns did tarry

Warmed in winter halls

With new ideas and learning locked up

Safe within their walls

Till the patrons all did strive, with the "Blue Plague brigade"

Victorian reformers will be smiling in their graves

To hear how the news spread between us

Something good to tell the world?

Though it's mostly dumb and they say it's cheap

There's a talk plan made for everyone

To think some people deny this

In a free state, tongues too should be free

And in desperate lands, the disaffected hand

Sprays "Save the world" upon the street

Now the words that flow between us run like torrents through the air

Connecting every man at any moment, anywhere

Seems that what's important at the end of the day

It's mass communication and we call can have our say

We may speak of creature comforts

But still our greatest feat

Is to see and hear and understand

The words upon the street