(Jack Hues)



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