A man lives in the city   Surrounded by machines   They take away his pity   And give him what he dreams   A stream of information   On a green letter screen   Makes him feel in touch with the world   And sure of what it means      Chorus:   At the speed of light you're in endless night   At the speed of sound you don't see the ground   And in your sports car with the windows down   And the radio on and you don't stop talking   Thanks, I'll keep walking   I'm doing things in my own way   Well I'm doing things as I please   And then everything else goes its own way   At the speed of life      A man lives in the city   Distracted by the news   From sitting down with the ones he loves   Or taking time to choose   And what of conversation?   And what is left when he dies?   Is there a diary of an honest man   To stand against the lies?      Repeat Chorus      I'm doing things for their own sake   A picture on a screen won't do   I need to feel and touch it too   Do what I feel      I'm doing things for their own sake   I gotta find that essential, deep emotion   Get unhooked from this low commotion   And do what I feel   I'm doing things in my own way      I'm doing things in my own way   Well I'm doing things as I please   And then everything else goes its own way   At the speed of life      This is the speed of life