| Song | Quick Words (Talk-Talk) |
| Artist | Jon Anderson |
| Album | Toltec |
| 作词 : Anderson, Perez | |
| Sixteen, sixteen | |
| Going on thirty-two | |
| It's a delicate time | |
| That of knowing | |
| Yet understanding nothing | |
| Then being alone | |
| Twenty-one | |
| Be no clearer yet | |
| Yet the first steps | |
| Looking for the mystery school | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can you be alive from looking within | |
| Your heart and soul | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Easily we get to coming | |
| Easily we get to knowing | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp tongue | |
| Fascinate | |
| Aglow | |
| Bright sky | |
| Quick words | |
| See how | |
| We fly | |
| This storm | |
| This love | |
| Electrify | |
| Quick words | |
| We surely testify | |
| Quick words, quick words | |
| Quick words, quick words | |
| Eighteen, eighteen, age of innocence | |
| Thrown away to the wind | |
| Just like a pilgrim | |
| Twenty-one, be the key of life | |
| Realizing how it suddenly is delivered | |
| Shall we play the game, I ask, | |
| I'm willing to learn | |
| Teach me of this wilderness easily | |
| Walk me high as I walked the mountain | |
| Hand in hand in mystery light | |
| Afraid of nothing, nothing can touch me | |
| Never speak to me | |
| I'd be the dumb one of dreams | |
| Made passive by this searching for wonder | |
| It abounds all around the screens | |
| It procreates this very day | |
| I'm astounded that I didn't know | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can you come alive from looking within | |
| Your heart and soul | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Easily we get to coming | |
| Easily we get to knowing | |
| Talk to me so clear | |
| This bulge in our open space | |
| Is dreaming by the spell by my seeing | |
| Tis the sound of thunder makes me cry | |
| I believe I'd laugh until I die | |
| Transform all these messages of freedom | |
| Distant as a distant star | |
| He climbing the sky | |
| Suspended on the waterfall of reason | |
| He would shout the will to rescue me | |
| And whisper words so easily | |
| I'm eighteen and I don't believe | |
| I'm twenty-one and I cannot see | |
| Listening in the power of silence | |
| Talk talk is crazy | |
| One word and I'm running for the President of Life | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Just as if you're meant to believe every word they're saying to you | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can we find ourselves from searching within | |
| Talk talk is easy | |
| Talk, talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Baby! | |
| Just as if you're meant to believe every word they're saying to you | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| How we decide on the giving of power. | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp tongue | |
| Fascinate | |
| Aglow | |
| Bright sky | |
| Quick words | |
| See how | |
| We fly | |
| This storm | |
| This love | |
| Electrify | |
| Quick words | |
| We surely testify | |
| Cool wind | |
| High clouds | |
| Bright sun | |
| My sky | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp eyes | |
| Do justify | |
| This earth | |
| This sea | |
| This planet life | |
| Quick words | |
| We hear them | |
| Everyday | |
| Sing it to the south of me | |
| Sing it to the north of me | |
| Sing it to the eastern soul | |
| Holding me in the western world | |
| How we get along | |
| This pilgrim's way | |
| In search of Castenada | |
| And the worlds of tomorrow. |
| zuò cí : Anderson, Perez | |
| Sixteen, sixteen | |
| Going on thirtytwo | |
| It' s a delicate time | |
| That of knowing | |
| Yet understanding nothing | |
| Then being alone | |
| Twentyone | |
| Be no clearer yet | |
| Yet the first steps | |
| Looking for the mystery school | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can you be alive from looking within | |
| Your heart and soul | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Easily we get to coming | |
| Easily we get to knowing | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp tongue | |
| Fascinate | |
| Aglow | |
| Bright sky | |
| Quick words | |
| See how | |
| We fly | |
| This storm | |
| This love | |
| Electrify | |
| Quick words | |
| We surely testify | |
| Quick words, quick words | |
| Quick words, quick words | |
| Eighteen, eighteen, age of innocence | |
| Thrown away to the wind | |
| Just like a pilgrim | |
| Twentyone, be the key of life | |
| Realizing how it suddenly is delivered | |
| Shall we play the game, I ask, | |
| I' m willing to learn | |
| Teach me of this wilderness easily | |
| Walk me high as I walked the mountain | |
| Hand in hand in mystery light | |
| Afraid of nothing, nothing can touch me | |
| Never speak to me | |
| I' d be the dumb one of dreams | |
| Made passive by this searching for wonder | |
| It abounds all around the screens | |
| It procreates this very day | |
| I' m astounded that I didn' t know | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can you come alive from looking within | |
| Your heart and soul | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Easily we get to coming | |
| Easily we get to knowing | |
| Talk to me so clear | |
| This bulge in our open space | |
| Is dreaming by the spell by my seeing | |
| Tis the sound of thunder makes me cry | |
| I believe I' d laugh until I die | |
| Transform all these messages of freedom | |
| Distant as a distant star | |
| He climbing the sky | |
| Suspended on the waterfall of reason | |
| He would shout the will to rescue me | |
| And whisper words so easily | |
| I' m eighteen and I don' t believe | |
| I' m twentyone and I cannot see | |
| Listening in the power of silence | |
| Talk talk is crazy | |
| One word and I' m running for the President of Life | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| Just as if you' re meant to believe every word they' re saying to you | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Only can we find ourselves from searching within | |
| Talk talk is easy | |
| Talk, talk whatever it takes to know that | |
| Talk, talk is crazy | |
| Baby! | |
| Just as if you' re meant to believe every word they' re saying to you | |
| Talk, talk is easy | |
| How we decide on the giving of power. | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp tongue | |
| Fascinate | |
| Aglow | |
| Bright sky | |
| Quick words | |
| See how | |
| We fly | |
| This storm | |
| This love | |
| Electrify | |
| Quick words | |
| We surely testify | |
| Cool wind | |
| High clouds | |
| Bright sun | |
| My sky | |
| Quick words | |
| Sharp eyes | |
| Do justify | |
| This earth | |
| This sea | |
| This planet life | |
| Quick words | |
| We hear them | |
| Everyday | |
| Sing it to the south of me | |
| Sing it to the north of me | |
| Sing it to the eastern soul | |
| Holding me in the western world | |
| How we get along | |
| This pilgrim' s way | |
| In search of Castenada | |
| And the worlds of tomorrow. |