Yes yes yes, is what it is
And what it is is love
And love is what it's all about
In the frantic panic of day to day depths
Over schizophrenic city

Yes yes yes is the stuff that makes it work and hold together
How it fits into the twines and how the rhythm flows
Like the river Siddharthe sat by
Yes yes, is the music there for listening
Is the poetry there for perception for even tired eyes?

Let’s rub noses in thе smell of things
Fingers through grubby summer grassеs
As polluted pearls burst over rooftops
Hope encapsulating a moment of truth in a moment of time

Yes, yes, it's a moments like this I can run barefoot
Over wet paving stones that the city performs its bitter
Reflections without regret
For it's in good hands, in good hands
The hands of the Master

Yes yes yes, just this feeling, just the feeling, the feeling
You can feel it, I can feel it
Streaming through me, continuous, enchanting rhythm
And the rhythm’s enchanting
And the rhythm's like season rhythms
River rhythms, sea rhythms, sun rhythms, love rhythms
And even in the roaring traffic's rude rhythms
Overlapped the electronic chains;
City birds chirp communications
Oh yes, yes
And the love flows on
Feeling in the misused madness
Which works to separate the unity of all creation
And the chains which would bind us
And in my bones
And in the inner functions of my unbelievable being

Yes yes yes yes
And the love flows on, and the love flows on
And the love flows on, and the love flows on

And in the million frowns
And in the million sightless eyes
Jostling for a place in the circle of perfection
And I can feel it in you who listen to the song
And in you who do not listen to the song
And in you who may never hear the song
Oh yes, yes

And the love flows on, never ending
Never resting
Everywhere and in everything that manifests
Is there anything which God isn't?

And in my heart I want to say I love you;
And in my prayer I want to say I love you;
And I love you, and I love you
And you and you and you and you and you...
And yes and yes and yes and yes
And the love flows on, and the love flows on...