It speaks and grows within  It teaches and gives different views  Opening the fields of the mind  Training the muscles of the thought  Breeding the unborn wise man  It burns and screams inside  It melts and turns to ashes  Closing the doors of knowledge    Leaving all hopes behind  Climbing the stairs of mediocrity  As these ancient yellowed papers perish in flames  A lonely old wise man dies and no one cares  Helping him would be a criminal act  Swarming in new age  Getting it wide and loud  Blistering flashing picture  Hypnotizing howling screen  The chat goes on and on  Saying nothing but words of emptiness  The tube born from the newest technologies  Full of sounds and pictures  It tells you the latest news  But leaves us empty inside    Chatter of the tube...