I open up one eye and I can see
A million T.V. screens from wall to wall
And as I look again it seems to me
My picture is projected on them all.
From far away I see my body now
I can follow every movement that I make
But I can’t remember where I am or how,
Or wether I am dreaming or awake.
Sooner or later, I’ll believe the world’s not round,
I’ll turn up the vision, turn up the sound.
For I have discovered that I’m not what I seem,
I’m only a picture on a video screen.
And sooner or later, when the night comes rolling down,
Fear and confusion are all around;
I know that the problems
And the nightmares that I dream
Are only pictures on a video screen.
And as I rise to get myself another drink,
It seems like I’m some distance from my brain.
I’m looking down and I begin to think
This must be what it’s like to go insane.
And sooner or later, ...
Sooner or later, I’ll believe the world’s not round,
I’ll turn up the vision, turn up the sound.
For I have discovered that I’m not what I seem,
I’m only a picture on a video screen.