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Ancient parchment, hand-written word Crumbling edges, handle with care The ink is faded, the vellum's long dry A journey of words taking us back in time Waiting and lasting hoping the years will be kind Educated scholars share what they've learned With care and patience they copy the scriptures All you can hear once the ink pots are filled Is the quiet scraping and scratching of quills He learned from the master of playing cards Then the idеa came like a ray of light A revolution in printеd word An idea that changed the world The spread of ideals the spread of ideas And idea that changed the world. Did he mean to change the world? Heaving wooden machine, lowered and raised He's setting the type, to coin a phrase Quires, reams and bales devoured and changed Into three-thousand, six-hundred pages a day Then clattering keys, the noise and speed As the ribbons fly the letters seem to breed The carriage returns, coming back for more Then charges again, an unstoppable force The power of words, the power of knowledge and dissemination Bibles and books, newspapers posters As libraries grow, mass education for the illiterate masses A revolution in printed word So now we gorge ourselves on letters on bright-lit screen And blog them out again for our like-minded friends to read Re-use, recycle, all disposable I've a machine in my hand a thousand times faster than the bombe that broke enigma's code I could use it to read every book ever written But I use it to look at pictures of kittens and play mind-numbing, sweet-crushing games A revolution in printed word An idea that changed the world The spread of ideals the spread of ideas An idea that changed the world. Did he mean to change the world? An idea that could forever change the world