The Hymn of Acxiom - Vienna Teng

Somebody hears you.

You know that.

You know that

Somebody hears you.

You know that inside

Someone is learning the colors of all your moods, to

(say just the right thing and) show that you’re understood

Here you’re known

Leave your life open.

You don’t have.

You don’t have

Leave your life open.

You don’t have to hide

Someone is gathering every crumb you drop, these

(mindless decisions and) moments you long forgot

Keep them all

Let our formulas find your soul

We’ll divine your artesian source (in your mind)

Marshal feed and force (our machines will)

To design you a perfect love—

Or (better still) a perfect lust

O how glorious, glorious: a brand new need is born

Now we possess you.

You’ll own that.

You’ll own that

Now we possess you.

You’ll own that in time

Now we will build you an endlessly upward world

(reach in your pocket) embrace you for all you’re worth

Is that wrong?

Isn’t this what you want?

Amen