Yes
Close To The Edge
I. The Solid Time Of Change
Anderson/Howe
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour
And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one
A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun
And take away the plain in which we move
And choose the course you're running
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Not right away, not right away
Close to the edge, down by a river
Not right away, not right away
Crossed the line around the changes of the summer
Reaching to call the color of the sky
Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see
Getting over all the time I had to worry
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name
Down at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that you find, now that you're whole
II. Total Mass Retain
Anderson/Squire
My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand
There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand
Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see
As armoured movers took approach to overlook the sea
There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be
Down at the edge, close by a river
Close to the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by the corner
Down at the edge, round by the river
Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory
All in all, the journey takes you all the way
As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known
Guessing problems only to deceive the mention
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You can clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
Two million people barely satisfy
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late
The eyes of honesty can achieve
How many millions do we deceive each day?
[Thru the duty she would coil their said
Amusement of her story asking only interest
Could be laid upon the children of her domain]
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
In charge of who is there in charge of me
Do I look on blindly and say I see the way?
The truth is written all along the page
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
IV. Seasons Of Man
Anderson/Howe
The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above
Ah, ah
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley
Called to witness cycles only of the past
And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark
Close to the edge, down by the river
Down at the end, round by the corner
Seasons will pass you by
Now that it's all over and done
Called to the seed, right to the sun
Now that you find, now that you're whole
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
And You And I
I. Cord Of Life
Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream
Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes
As a foundation left to create the spiral aim
A movement regained and regarded both the same
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you
Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed
Between the picture of time behind the face of need
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you
Oh
Coins and crosses
Turn round tailor, assaulting
Never know their fruitless worth;
All the mornings of the interest shown
Presenting one another to the cord
Cords are broken
All left dying, rediscovered
Of the door that turned round
Locked inside the mother earth
To close the cover, all the
Interest shown
They won't hide, hold, they won't tell you
To turn one another, to the sign at the time float your climb
Watching the world, watching all of the world
Watching us go by
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley
And you and I reached out for reasons to call
II. Eclipse
Anderson/Bruford/Squire
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid
As a movement regained and regarded both the same
All complete in the side of seeds of life with you
III. The Preacher the Teacher
Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time;
Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme
There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify;
Political ends, as sad remains, will die
Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you
Ooh, ooh
I listened hard but could not see
Life tempo change out and inside me
The preacher trained in all to lose his name;
The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same
In the end, we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize
That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
As a moment regained and regarded both the same
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid
A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you
IV. Apocalypse
Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
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
Siberian Khatru
Anderson/Howe/Wakeman
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 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
1972 Yessongs Ltd., ASCAP
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