The Yes Album

THE WORD IS LIVE
ANDERSON HORN BRUFORD WHITE HOWE
BANKS RABIN SQUIRE WAKEMAN MORAZ KAYE


THEN
FOR EVERYONE
ASTRAL TRAVELLER
EVERYDAYS
YOURS IS NO DISGRACE
I’VE SEEN ALL GOOD PEOPLE
AMERICA
IT’S LOVE


APOCALYPSE
SIBERIAN KHATRU
SOUND CHASER
SWEET DREAMS
FUTURE TIMES/REJOICE
CIRCUS OF HEAVEN
THE BIG MEDLEY
HELLO CHICAGO
ROUNDABOUT


HEART OF THE SUNRISE
AWAKEN
GO THROUGH THIS
WE CAN FLY FROM HERE
TEMPUS FUGIT
RHYTHM OF LOVE
HOLD ON
SHOOT HIGH AIM LOW
MAKE IT EASY/OWNER OF A LONELY HEART

The Word is Live is a live box set by progressive rock band Yes and was released in 2005 through Rhino Records. Considered the live companion to 2002’s studio In a Word: Yes (1969 – ) box set, The Word is Live serves to document the band’s live story from early BBC recordings in 1970 with Peter Banks to 1988 shows for Big Generator. All but the first two tracks were previously unreleased.

Many of the tracks were originally broadcast on radio shows and have been bootlegged extensively. In these, it is often the case that the radio show’s final mix was the only mix available so few improvements in quality could be done for the release. While a few of the recordings (mostly those from the 1980 tour) do feature a less-than-polished quality to them, The Word is Live is still considered a fine document of Yes in a concert setting.

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INFO & LYRICS

THEN

And in a time that’s closer
Life will be even bolder then
Souls will be complicated
Life will be consummated then
Hearts will be brought together
Soon in our minds forever then

As long as we see
There’s only us who can change it
Only us to rearrange it
At the start of a new kind of day

Love is the only answer
Hate is the root of cancer then
Truth is just for the being
And there’s the sight for seeing then
Thoughts will be thought together
Soon in our minds forever then

As long as we see
There’s only us who can change it
Only us to rearrange it
At the start of a new kind of day

And in a time that’s closer
Life will be even bolder then
Love is the only answer
Hate is the root of cancer then
Thoughts will be thought together
Soon in our minds forever then


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson


PERFORMED BY

Bass – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Peter Banks
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


FOR EVERYONE

Love for a new day
Love start arising
Love comes surprising
Even me
Love comes surprising
Everyone

Inside of your love
All is confusion
Love revolution
Never my
Love revolution
Everywhere
Everywhere

What are the new day
As no change the answer
When life see’s a chance for
In your eyes
Will I see a chance for
Everyone

All I can show you
You may get in freedom
All I can see that is
In your eyes
Feel for me or
For Everyone
For Everyone
For Everyone

Loneliness is a power that we possess
To give or take away forever
All I know can be shown by your acceptance
Of the fact there shown before you

There is life
There is love
There is you
There is time

Take what I say in a different way
And it’s easy to see that this is all confusion
As I see a new day in me
I can also show it you
And you may follow

First there’s life
Then there’s love
‘Cause there’s you
Then there’s time
And they’re one
Can’t control
All you see
In the soul
What you need
Can’t be told
There is no one
All alone


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Chris Squire


PERFORMED BY

Bass – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Peter Banks
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


ASTRAL TRAVELLER

And in the ruins of the balloon
Stood a man with glasses held high
Wondering when to do it again
Have another fly into the sky
Somewhere flying high

Astral traveller
Leaving without her
Wondering where lights go
Leave out the body load

Once in the air, people who dare
Get a great respect in the end (astral traveller)
Heavenly flight, wonderous night
And all the sights worth seeing
Just believe in

Astral traveller
Leaving without her
Wondering where lights go
Leave out the body load

Once in the air, people who dare
Get a great respect in the end (astral traveller)
Heavenly flight, wonderous night
And all the sights worth seeing
Just believe in

Astral traveller
Leaving without her
Wondering where lights go
Leave out the body load


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson


PERFORMED BY

Bass – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


EVERYDAYS

Look at the sad goodbyes
Everydays are killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday*s child stays home
Nothing to say So long

Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day …day …day

Grocery store
Ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Looking at me, no word
Everyone looks
We can*t see
We can’t be ignored easily

Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day

Soft within the wayward things
Like ecstacy
The sound of trees
Most anything
What a baby sees

Beautiful face, alright
Many a place, outta sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive over hills, forget your fear
Getting it out of second gear

Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day


WRITTEN BY

Stephen Stills


PERFORMED BY

Bass – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


YOURS IS NO DISGRACE

Yesterday a morning came, a smile upon your face
Caesar’s Palace, morning glory, silly human race
On a sailing ship to nowhere, leaving any place
If the summer changed to winter, yours is no disgrace

Battleships confide in me and tell me where you are
Shining, flying, purple wolfhound, show me where you are
Lost in summer, born in winter, travel very far
Lost in losing circumstances, that’s just where you are

Yesterday a morning came, a smile upon your face
Caesar’s Palace, morning glory, silly human, silly human race
On a sailing ship to nowhere, leaving any place
If the summer changed to winter, yours is no, yours is no disgrace
Yours is no disgrace
Yours is no disgrace

Death defying, mutilated armies scatter the earth
Crawling out of dirty holes, their morals, their morals disappear

Yesterday a morning came, a smile upon your face
Caesar’s Palace, morning glory, silly human, silly human, silly human race
On a sailing ship to nowhere, leaving any place
If the summer changed to winter, yours is no, yours is no disgrace
Yours is no disgrace
Yours is no disgrace

Battleships confide in me and tell me where you are
Shining, flying, purple wolfhound, show me where you are
Lost in summer, born in winter, travel very far
Lost in losing circumstances, that’s just where you are


WRITTEN BY

Bill Bruford/Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Steve Howe/Tony Kaye


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


I’VE SEEN ALL GOOD PEOPLE

I’ve seen all good people turn their heads each day
So satisfied I’m on my way
I’ve seen all good people turn their heads each day
So satisfied I’m on my way

Take a straight and stronger course to the corner of
your life
Make the white queen run so fast she hasn’t got time
to make you a wife

‘Cause it’s time is time in time with your time and
its news is captured…for the queen to use
Move me on to any black square
Use me anytime you want
Just remember that the goal
Is for us all to capture all we want
(Move me on to any black square)

Don’t surround yourself with yourself
Move on back two squares
Send an Instant Karma to me
Initial it with loving care
(Don’t surround yourself)

‘Cause it’s time is time in time with your time and
its news is captured… for the queen to use.

Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda
Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda
(Don’t surround yourself with yourself)

Don’t surround yourself with yourself
(Don’t surround yourself)
Move on back two squares
Send an Instant Karma to me
(Send an Instant Karma to me)
Initial it with loving care
(Don’t surround yourself)

‘Cause it’s time is time in time with your time and
its news is captured… for the queen to use

Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda (All we are saying)
Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda (Is give peace a chance)
Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda (All we are saying)
Diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit diddit didda (Is give peace a chance

‘Cause it’s time is time in time with your time and
its news is captured…
I’ve seen all good people turn their heads each day
So satisfied I’m on my way


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Chris Squire


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


AMERICA

let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together,
I’ve got some real estate in my bag,
so we bought a pack of ciggarettes, and mrs wagner’s pies,
And we walked off, walked off, walked off, to look for America.

Kathy, I said, as we boarded the greyhound in Pittsburg,
Mitchigan seems like a dream to me now,
Took me four days to from Saginaw,
They’ve all gone to look for America,
all gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus, playing games with faces,
she said the man in the garberdian suit was a spy,
I said be careful, his bowtie is really a camera.

Kathy I’m lost, I said,
though I knew she was sleeping,
Well, I’m empty and aching and I dont know why I’m,
Counting the cars on the NewJersey Turnpike,
And they’ve all gone to look for America,
All gone to look for America.

Kathy I’m lost, I said,
Although I knew she was sleeping,
Well, I’m empty & aching & I don’t know why I’m,
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike,
And they’ve all gone to look for America,
All gone to look for America,
All gone to look for America…


WRITTEN BY

Paul Simon


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


IT’S LOVE

Oh, what a crazy feeling
You got my heart reeling
They say it’s the weather
But I know much better
Makes me feel this way
It’s more than I can say
I know it
I’ll show it
I love it
Oh, oh, oh

Oh, what you got me seeing
What I see, I’m believing
There’s no doubt about it
I couldn’t live without it
That’s all right with me
It’s where I wanna be
I’ll take it, I won’t break it
I’ll make it
‘Cause I love you

Oh, what a wild sensation
Multiple revelations
Don’t even need explaining
You’ll never see me complaining
‘Bout love — I’m in all the way
That’s where I’m gonna stay
I’ll try it
Won’t fight it
I’ll buy it
‘Cause I love you
Love you

It’s love


WRITTEN BY

Eddie Brigati/Felix Cavaliere


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Bill Bruford
Guitar – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


APOCALYPSE

And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning.
And you and I reach over the sun for the river.
And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement.
And you and I called over valleys of endless seas.


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Chris Squire/Bill Bruford/Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Patrick Moraz
Vocals, Guitar [Rhythm] – Jon Anderson


SIBERIAN KHATRU

Sing, bird of prey;
Beauty begins at the foot of you. Do you believe the manner?
Gold stainless nail,
Torn through the distance of man
As they regard the summit.

Even Siberia goes through the motions.
Hold out and hold up;
Hold down the window. Outbound, river,
Hold out the morning that comes into view. Bluetail, tailfly.
River running right on over my head.

How does she sing?
Who holds the ring? And ring and you will find me coming.
Cold reigning king,
Hold all the secrets from you
As they produce the movement.

Even Siberia goes through the motions.
Hold out and hold up;
Hold down the window. Outbound, river,
Hold out the morning that comes into view. Bluetail, tailfly.
River running right over the outboard, river,
Bluetail, tailfly,
Luther, in time.
Dood’ndoodit, dah, d’t-d’t-dah.

Hold down the window;
Hold out the morning that comes into view.
Warm side, the tower;
Green leaves reveal the heart spoken Khatru.

Gold stainless nail,
Torn through the distance of man as they regard the summit.
Cold reigning king,
Shelter the women that sing
As they produce the movement.
River running right on over,
Then over my head. Outboard, river.

Bluetail, tailfly,
Luther, in time,
Suntower, asking,
Cover, lover,
June cast, moon fast,
As one changes,
Heart gold, leaver,
Soul mark, mover,
Christian, changer,
Called out, saviour,
Moon gate, climber,
Turn round, glider.


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Steve Howe/Wakeman


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Patrick Moraz
Vocals, Guitar [Rhythm] – Jon Anderson


SOUND CHASER

Faster moment spent spread tales of change within the sound
Counting form through rhythm electric freedom
Moves to counter-balance stars expound our conscience
All to know and see
The look in your eyes

Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
New encounters spark a true fruition
Guiding lines we touch them
Our bodies balance out the waves
As we accelerate our days
To the look in your eyes

From the moment I reached out to hold
I felt a sound
And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds
And to know that tempo will continue lost in trance of dances
As rhythm takes another turn
As is my want I only reach
To look in your eyes


WRITTEN BY

Alan White/Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Patrick Moraz/Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Patrick Moraz
Vocals, Guitar [Rhythm] – Jon Anderson


SWEET DREAMS

Sweet dreams can solve the future,
Sweet dreams provide the past.
Sweet things within your makeup;
These things will always last,
These things will make

Sweet dreams of conversation,
Sweet dreams of love affection.
Sweet words within your makeup;
Sweet words of things to

Come on and write your letter,
You know it will be better anyhow.
You’re gonna laugh again,
You’re gonna smile again,
You’re gonna love again.

Sweet dreams are born inside you,
Sweet dreams are born to last.
Sweet thoughts within your makeup;
These thoughts will always last,
These thoughts will always last.

Come on and write your letter,
You know it will be better anyhow.
You’re gonna laugh again,
You’re gonna smile again,
You’re gonna love again.

Sweet dreams can solve the future,
Sweet dreams provide the past.
Sweet dreams can solve the future,
Sweet dreams provide the past.


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/David Foster


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Patrick Moraz
Vocals, Guitar [Rhythm] – Jon Anderson


FUTURE TIMES/REJOICE

In the fountains of the universe (set time in accord)
Sits the boychild Solomon (Ever turning round and round)
In the cities of the Southern Sky (set points universe)
Dreams he of glory (pulsating round and round)
Future times will stand and clearly see (highest dancing)
Of the course of innocence (Drifting drifting)

See it all
See it all
Till tomorrow
See it all
See it all
Till tomorrow
Future times will stand and clearly smile
Of the course of innocence

Dantalion will ride again (raging forth underland)
The course of evils standing straight (grind to grind)
Hot metal will abound the land (churning out shout)
As the form regards our blazing hand
Future times will stand and clearly see
Of the course of innocence

One the word will enter all our hearts
Two the duel will alter them
Three jewels countenance divine away delight away
four the fight to free the land
Five the islands of Arabia
Six the tears that separate
Six the tears that separate

Rejoice forward out this feeling
Ten true summers long
We go round and round and round and round
Until we pick it up again

Time flies, on and on it goes
Thru the setting sun
Carry round and round and round and round
Until it comes to carry you home

Rejoice forward out this feeling
The white eagle soars
He goes round and round and round
Until the early winds of change

Dawn’s new light conquering timeless ease
Spread the harvest breeze
Let our hour of passion
Gently hold our heads on high with you

Gently hold our heads on high


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Steve Howe/Chris Squire/Rick Wakeman/Alan White


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals, Percussion – Jon Anderson


CIRCUS OF HEAVEN

The day the Circus of Heaven came to town
Local folks lined the streets in a Midwestern town
Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around
On the very last day

A unicorn headed the mystical way
Surrounded by what seemed a thousand golden angels at play
Behind were Centaurs, elves, bright fairies all in colours of jade
On the very final day

For what seemed only just a moment in time
Seven solemn flying silvered regal horses rode by
Seven golden chariots in tow, a wonder to behold
The Seven Lords of the Mountains of Time
There then arose where nothing really stood there before
A giant tent rising one thousand feet high frofrom the floor
Towns people flocked inside with their eyes all amazed
To greet the Seventh Lord of the seventh age
A fanfare rang out in an incredible sound
Bringing out the strangest visions perfect harmony round
Any dreams he asked would they like to have seen
From historical or mythical scenes

Then there above their heads just as vivid as life
Each vision transported multitudes inventing light
Grecian galleons, the sack of Troy, to the Gardens of Babylon
A play of millions roared along
The gigantic dreams of Alexander the Great
Civil wars where fbrothers fought and killed their friendship with hate
All seen by Zeus performing scenes in the magical way
The day the circus came to town

Outside great animals as tame as the trees
Angels high in starlight dancing streets
Turning their colours with indigo and gold
Dropping violet, red and emerald snow
As the circus finally changed its invisible course
A new world to be found

On the dreamy ground we walked upon
I turned to my son and said
“Was that something beautiful, amazing, wonderful, extraordinary
beautiful?”

“Oh! It was OK!! But there were no clowns, no tigers, lions or bears,
cand-floss, toffee apples, no clowns.”


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals, Percussion – Jon Anderson


THE BIG MEDLEY

TIME AND A WORD

In the morning when you rise,
Do you open up your eyes, see what I see?
Do you see the same things ev’ry day?
Do you think of a way to start the day
Getting things in proportion?
Spread the news and help the world go ’round.
Have you heard of a time that will help us get it together again?
Have you heard of the word that will stop us going wrong?
Well, the time is near and the word you’ll hear
When you get things in perspective.
Spread the news and help the word go round.

There’s a time and the time is now and it’s right for me,
It’s right for me, and the time is now.
There’s a word and the word is love and it’s right for me,
It’s right for me, and the word is love.

Have you heard of a time that will help get it together again?
Have you heard of the word that will stop us going wrong?
Well, the time is near and the word you’ll hear
When you get things in perspective.
Spread the news and help the word go round.

There’s a time and the time is now and it’s right for me,
It’s right for me, and the time is now.
There’s a word and the word is love and it’s right for me,
It’s right for me, and the word is love.

LONG DISTANCE RUNAROUND

Long distance runaround
Long time waiting to feel the sound
I still remember the dream there
I still remember the time you said goodbye
Did we really tell lies
Letting in the sunshine
Did we really count to one hundrer

Cold summer listening
Hot colour melting the anger to stone
I still remember the dream there
I still remember the time you said goodbye
Did we really tell lies
Did we really count to one hundred

SURVIVAL

Sunshine is creeping in
And somewhere in a field a life begins
An egg too proud to rape
The beginning of a shape of things to come
That starts the run
Life has begu
Fly fast the gun

The mother flew too late
And life within the egg was left to fate
Not really knowing how
The world outside would take it when it came
And life’s the same
For things we aim
Are we to blame?

Don’t doubt the fact there’s life within you
Yesterday’s endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The living’s right to live
The living’s right to know

The egg breaks all is out
The crawling bird begins to scream and shout
Where is the parent bird?
A loneliness arose and heard its name ring in
For lives, begin
Survival win
Survival sin

So soon the evening comes
And with it runs the aching fear of hate
Could someone still remain
Who thinks he still could gain by escaping fate?
It’s much too late
Don’t underrate
Appreciate

Don’t doubt the fact there’s life within you
Yesterday’s endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The living’s right to live (its all that we need to give)
The living’s right to know

Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The living’s right to live
The living’s right to know
And we’re all going
And we’re all going
And we’re all going somewhere

THE FISH (SCHINDLERIA PRAEMATURUS)

Schindleria Praematurus

PERPETUAL CHANGE

I see the cold mist in the night
And watch the hills roll out of sight.
I watch in ev’ry single way,
Inside out, outside in, ev’ry day.

The sun can warm the coldest dawn
And move the movement on the lawn.
I learn in ev’ry single day,
Inside out, outside in, ev’ry way.

And there you are,
Making it up but you’re sure that it is a star,
And boy you’ll see
It’s an illusion shining down in front of me,
And then you’ll say
Even in time we shall control the day,
When what you’ll see
Deep inside base controlling you and me.

And one peculiar point I see,
As one of many ones of me.
As truth is gathered, I rearrange,
Inside out, outside in, inside out, outside in,
Perpetual change.

And there you are,
Saying we have the moon, so now the stars,
When all you see
Is near disaster gazing down on you and me,
And there you’re standing,
Saying we have the whole world in our hands,
When all you’ll see,
Deep inside the world’s controlling you and me.

You’ll see perpetual change.
You’ll see perpetual change.

And there you are,
Making it up but you’re sure that it is a star,
And boy you’ll see
It’s an illusion shining down in front of me,
And then you’ll say
Even in time we shall control the day,
When what you’ll see
Deep inside base controlling you and me.

As mist and sun are both the same,
We look on as pawns of their game.
They move to testify the day,
Inside out, outside in, inside out, outside in,
All of the way.

SOON

Soon oh soon the light
Pass within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you
Our reason to be here

Soon oh soon the time
All we move to gain will reach and calm
Our heart is open
Our reason to be here

Long ago, set into rhyme

Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here

Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Chris Squire/Steve Howe/Patrick Moraz/David Foster/Alan White


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar – Jon Anderson


HELLO CHICAGO

Hello Chicago


WRITTEN BY

Alan White/Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Rick Wakeman/Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar – Jon Anderson


ROUNDABOUT

I’ll be the round about
The words will make you out ‘n’ out
You change the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley

The music dance and sing
They make the children really ring
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they
Stand there
One mile over we’ll be there and we’ll see
You
Ten true summers we’ll be there and
Laughing too
Twenty four before my love you’ll see I’ll be
There with you

I will remember you
Your silhouette will charge the view
Of distance atmosphere
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
Even in the valley

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they
Stand there
One mile over we’ll be there and we’ll see
You
Ten true summers we’ll be there and
Laughing too
Twenty four before my love you’ll see I’ll be
There with you

Along the drifting cloud the eagle searching
Down on the land
Catching the swirling wind the sailor sees
The rim of the land
The eagle’s dancing wings create as weather
Spins out of hand
Go closer hold the land feel partly no more
Than grains of sand
We stand to lose all time a thousand answers
By in our hand
Nex to your deeper fears we stand
Surrounded by a million years

I’ll be the roundabout
The words will make you out ‘n’ out
I’ll be the roundabout
The words will make you out ‘n’ out

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they
Stand there
One mile over we’ll be there and we’ll see
You
Ten true summers we’ll be there and
Laughing too
Twenty four before my love you’ll see I’ll be
There with you

I’ll be the roundabout
The words will make you out ‘n’ out
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar – Jon Anderson


HEART OF THE SUNRISE

Love comes to you and you follow
Lose one on to the heart of the sunrise
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with its arms
All around me

Lost on a wave and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with so many around me
Lost in the city

Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decide
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Lost on a wave that you’re dreaming
Dram on on to the heart of the sunrise
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with its arms all around
Me
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city

Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decided

Straightt light moving and removing
SHARPNESS of the colour sun shine
Straight light searching all the meanings
Of the song
Long last treatment of the telling that
Relates to all the words sung
Dreamer easy in the chair that really fits
You

Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the sun with its arms all around
Me
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Chris Squire/Bill Bruford


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals – Jon Anderson


AWAKEN

High vibration go on
to the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?

Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here,
be here now.
Here we can be.

AWAKEN SUNS HIGH STREAM THRU AWAKEN
GENTLE STRONG DREAMS BEGIN HERE AWAKEN
TOUCH STAR,SONG,AGE,LESS TOUCHING

Workings of man
set to ply out historical life.
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree.
All awakening, all restoring you.

Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame.
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly.

Workings of man
driven far from the path.
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
all is left for you
all is left for you
all this left for you now.

Master of things. Master of light.
Songs cast alight on you. All pure chance.
Hark thru dark ties. As exists cross divided.
That tunnel us out of sane existence. In all encircling mode.
In challenge as direct. Oh closely guided plan.
As eyes see young stars assemble. Awaken in our heart.

Master of soul. Master of time.
Set to touch. Setting sail.
All impenetrable youth. Over all of our lands.
Ask away. And as we look.
That thought be contact. Forever closer.
With all thats clear. Shall we now bid.
Be honest with yourself. Farewell, farewell.
Theres no doubt, no doubt.

High vibration go on
to the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?

Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here.

Like the time I ran away
and turned around
and you were standing close to me.

Like the time I ran away
and turned around
and you were standing close to me.


WRITTEN BY

Jon Anderson/Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Rick Wakeman
Vocals – Jon Anderson


GO THROUGH THIS

You’re still living in the dreams of yesterday,
[We're still living in the dreams of yesterday,]
Realized from the scenes of yesterday.
[Reading the signs from the scenes of yesterday.]
Looking for light of day just all the way
[Looking for a light to take us all the way]
You’d think by now we wouldn’t go through this
Go Through This

Looking for a friend with your hand in your pocket
The secrets that you find with your hand in your pocket
[The secrets that you find when your looking in a pocket]
No one would like to be alone in a pocket
Where does it get you?
You think by now we wouldn’t go through this
Ain’t just no disaster if we hit or miss.
[And it's no disaster if we hit or miss]

Gathering facts just like animals.
Got to feed our young, like animals.
Defending all our life source, like animals.
[Depending on a light source, like animals.]
Where does it get you?
You think by now we wouldn’t go through this
Ain’t just no disaster if we hit or miss.
[And it's no disaster if we hit or miss]
Captured in the year now, like a war for civil rights.
[Captured in earnest, the water's do right]

Do as they please, atomic disease.
[Do as they please, a dime a disease.]
[Who does he please? Atomic disease.]

We’re still living in the dreams of yesterday,
Realized from the scenes of yesterday.
[Reading the signs from the scenes of yesterday.]
Looking for light of day just all the way
[Looking for a light to take us all the way]
You think by now we wouldn’t go through this

Looking for a friend with your hand in your pocket
The secrets that you find with your hand in your pocket
[The secrets that you find when your looking in a pocket]
No one would like to be alone in a pocket
Where does it get you?
You think by now we wouldn’t go through this
Ain’t just no disaster if we hit or miss.
[And it's no disaster if we hit or miss]
Captured in the year now, like a war for civil rights
Do as they please, atomic disease.
[Do as they please, a dime a disease.]
[Who does he please? Atomic disease.]


WRITTEN BY

Steve Howe


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Geoff Downes
Vocals – Trevor Horn


WE CAN FLY FROM HERE

Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering

Nights are cold on this airfield
I sit alone watching radar
Locked on the wavelength, God in the field
Falling slowly into the screen

Every day that you waste
Is one more that you lost
When you wake up
I see you there
On display in lights
A final point of no return
Taking us there from here

And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clearly
Move back, we*ll dry the tears
For those once held so dearly
And love will never disappear

Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Lingering, lingering, lingering

And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clearly
Look back, we*ll dry the tears
For those once held so dearly

And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
Always understanding that we can fly

Every day that you waste
Is one more that you*ve lost
On display in lights
A final point of no return

Every day that you waste
Is one more that you*ve lost
On display in lights
A final point of no return


WRITTEN BY

Trevor Horn/Geoff Downes


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Geoff Downes
Vocals – Trevor Horn


TEMPUS FUGIT

Born in the night
She would run like a leopard
That freaks at the sight
Of a mind close beside herself
And the nearer I came
How the country would change
She was using the landscape
To hide herself.

More in the mind
Than the body this feeling
A sense at the end
Of a circular line
That is drawn at an angle
I see when I’m with you
To navigate waters and finally answer to-yes.

If you were there you would want to be near me
Innocence, you could hold all the materials
And though nothing would really be living
It would shock Your fall into landing light
In the north sky time flies fast to the morning
The cold of the dawn it meant nothing to us
You were keeping your best situation
An answer to-yes

And the moment I see you
It’s so good to be near you
And the feeling you give me
Makes me want to be with you
From the moment you tell me – yes

If you could see all the roads I have travelled
Towards some unusable last equilibrium
Run like an athlete and die like a dead beaten speed-freak
An answer to all of your answers to-yes

In the north sky time flies faster than morning
The cold of the dawn it meant nothing to us
You were keeping your best situation
An answer to Yes

And the moment I see you
It’s so good to be near you
And the feeling you give me
Makes me want to be with you
If we wait for an answer
Will the silence be broken
Should we wait for an answer
Do we leave it unspoken


WRITTEN BY

Alan White/Chris Squire/Geoff Downes/Steve Howe/Trevor Horn


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Steve Howe
Keyboards – Geoff Downes
Vocals – Trevor Horn


RHYTHM OF LOVE

Innocence no answer
To your breaking heart
If the situation
Sometimes falls apart
Then in this ecstasy
Your charms are frozen
No emotion falling through your arms

Morning, daydream, time still growing shorter
Take me over lead me to the water
To the rhythm of love
The rhythm of love
The rhythm of love

Why should I escort you
To your secret needs
Climbing up your ladder
I keep falling down
Anyway will do
Anyone will do
When you dance to your darkest tune
Surrounded
As you crawl around the room
Night time fever burning till you’re higher
Take me over lead me through the fire
The rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love
The rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love

Morning daydream midnight fever
Morning daydream midnight fever
Inhibitions keep you from your point of view
Information needing to confuse
In this situation I have found you
In the rhythm of
Morning daydream midnight fever
Morning daydream midnight fever
Rhythm of love
Rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love
Rhythm of love


WRITTEN BY

Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Tony Kaye/Trevor Rabin


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Trevor Rabin
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


HOLD ON

Justice to the left of you
Justice to the right
Speak when you are spoken to
Don’t pretend you’re right
This life’s not for living
It’s for fighting and for war
No matter what the truth is
Hold on to what is yours

Jigsaw puzzle traitors
Set to spill the beans
Constitution screw up
Shattering the dreams
Blood flows in the desert
Dark citadels burning too
Watch! Look over your shoulder
This one is strictly for you

Hold on – Hold on
Wait maybe the answer’s
Looking for you

Hold on – Hold on
Wait! Take you time
Think it through
Yes! I can make it through

Hold on – Hold on
Sunshine shine on through
Hold on – Hold on
Sunshine shine on you

See it through

Talk the simple smile
Such platonic eye
How they drown in incomplete capacity
Strangest of them all
When the feeling calls
How we drown in stylistic audacity
Charge the common ground
Round and round and round
We living in gravity

Shake – We shake so hard
How we laugh so loud
When we reach
We believe in eternity

I believe in eternity

Hold on – Hold on
Wait – Take your time Sunshine shine on through
See it through
Hold on – Hold on
Wait – Maybe a chance Sunshine shine on through
Is looking for you Sunshine shine on you

Hold on – Hold on
Hold on – Hold on

Sunshine – Shine on shine on you
Sunshine – Shine on through
Sunshine – Shine on shine on through
Sunshine – Shine on you

Sunshine – Shine on – Shine on you Hold on – Hold on
Sunshine – Shine on through Wait – Take your time
See it through
Sunshine – Shine on – Shine on through Hold on – Hold on
Sunshine – Shine on you Wait – Maybe the answer’s looking for you


WRITTEN BY

Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Tony Kaye/Trevor Rabin


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Trevor Rabin
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


SHOOT HIGH AIM LOW

We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn’t get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone, we didn’t need much more

So fast this expedition, so vast this heavy load
With a touch of luck and a sense of need

Seeing the guns and their faces
We looked around the open shore
Waiting for something

Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

This was to be our last ride
With the steel guitar and the love you give me
Underneath the skin, a feeling, a breakdown
Well, we sat for hours on the crimson sand

Exchanges in the currency, of humans bought and sold
And the leaders seem to lose control

Shall we lose ourselves for a reason?
Shall we burn ourselves for the answer?
Have we found the place that we’re looking for?
Someone shouted, “Open the door”
Look out!

Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Feeling of imagination
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

Nothing you can say
Takes me by surprise

Who says’s there’s got to be a reason
Who says there’s got to be an answer

Shoot high, aim low
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, aim low


WRITTEN BY

Alan White/Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Tony Kaye/Trever Rabin


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Trevor Rabin
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Vocals – Jon Anderson


MAKE IT EASY/OWNER OF A LONELY HEART

MAKE IT EASY

Why the eagle flies
When the wind blows in his eyes
And he goes no where just to feel good

You don*t know the reason
Our love is like a season
Breaking down and building up again

Why you hold me up
When I feel like falling down
Is the love you have that makes me feel good

You make it easy
Take it slow
Well, I was hurtin inside and you gave me a second chance

You take it easy
When you let it go
I was hurtin inside

Time rides all alone
When you*re left back on your own
But I know you*re always there to lean on

Look beyond the
And you*ll find my love in check
It*s all the love I have
Love I give to you

You make it easy
Take it slow
Well, I was hurtin inside and you gave me a second chance

You take it easy
When you let it go
I was hurtin inside

Why the eagle flies
When the wind blows in his eyes
And he goes no where just to feel good

Time rides all alone
When you*re left back on your own
But I know you*re always there to lean on

You don*t know the reasons
Our love is like the seasons
Breaking down and building up again

You make it easy
Take it slow
Well, I was hurtin inside and you gave me a second chance

You take it easy
When you let it go
I was hurtin inside

You make it easy
Take it slow
Well, I was hurtin inside and you gave me a second chance

You take it easy
When you let it go
I was hurtin inside

OWNER OF A LONELY HEART

Move yourself
You always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or loser

See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you – and that’s the only way

Shake – shake yourself
You’re every move you make
So the story goes

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than – a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart

Say – you don’t want to chance it
You’ve been hurt so before

Watch it now
The eagle in the sky
How he dancin’ one and only
You – lose yourself
No not for pity’s sake
There’s no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
You’ve got to want to succeed

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than – a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart

Owner of a lonely heart

After my own decision
They confused me so Owner of a lonely heart
My love said never question your will at all
In the end you’ve got to go
Look before you leap Owner of a lonely heart
And don’t you hesitate at all – no no

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than – a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(repeat)

Owner of a lonely heart

Sooner or later each conclusion
Will decide the lonely heart Owner of a lonely heart
It will excite it will delight
It will give a better start Owner of a lonely heart

Don’t deceive your free will at all
Don’t deceive your free will at all Owner of a lonely heart
Don’t deceive your free will at all
Just receive it


WRITTEN BY

Chris Squire/Jon Anderson/Trevor Horn/Trevor Rabin


PERFORMED BY

Bass, Vocals – Chris Squire
Drums – Alan White
Guitar, Vocals – Trevor Rabin
Keyboards – Tony Kaye
Mixed By – Trevor Rabin
Vocals – Jon Anderson


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