\begin{song}{The World Inside the Crystal}
\cvsid{$Id: world.flk,v 1.4 2001/04/11 14:37:12 steve Exp $}
\notice{\copyright 1985 Stephen Savitzky.
	All rights reserved.}
\category{computer}
\key{A\min}
\timing{2:15}

\begin{note}
  \link{http://electricpenguin.com/ovff/pegasus.html}{1997 Pegasus Award} %
  \link{http://electricpenguin.com/ovff/oldpeg.html}{winner: Best Science Song.}
  \link{http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/22/kathy\_mar.html}{Kathy Mar's performance on mp3.com}

	Here is where the mild-mannered hacker takes off his disguise
	and stands revealed as a wizard of great power---because, you see,
	there {\em is} a world where magic really works\ldots
\end{note}

\begin{twocolumns}
        [A\min]Beside the world we [C]live in  
        Ap[G]art from [C]day and [E\min]night
        Is a world ablaze with [A\min]wonder
        Of [E\min]magic and del[A\min]ight
\\
        Like a magic crystal mirror, 
        My computer lets me know
        Of the other world within it
        Where my body cannot go.
\begin{refrain}         
            [D\min]You can only see the shadows
            Of [A\min]electrons on [G]a [A\min]screen
            From the [D\min]world inside the [A\min]crystal
            That no [E\min]human eye has [A\min]seen.
\end{refrain}
\\
        The computer is a gateway
        To a world where magic rules
        Where the only law is logic
        Webs of words the only tools
\\
        Where we play with words and symbols
        And creation is the game
        For our symbols have the power
        To become the things they name.
\\
\inset{refrain}
\\
        Now you who do not know this world
        Its dangers or its joys
        You take the things we build there
        And you use them as your toys.
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        You trust them with your fortunes,
        Or let them guard your lives.
        From the chaos of creation
        Just their final form survives.
\\
\inset{refrain}
\\
        Call us hackers, call us wizards,
        With derision or respect,
        Still our souls are marked by something
        That your labels can't affect.
\\
        Though our words are touched by strangeness
        There is little we can say.
        You would only hear the echo
        Of a music far away.
\\
\inset{refrain}
\vfiller{7}

\end{twocolumns}
\end{song}