Song | Awaken |
Artist | Yes |
Album | House of Yes: Live From House of Blues |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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 | |
Here we be | |
Suns, high streams through awaken in the mass touch | |
Gentle, strong, dreams begin here awaken | |
Awaken in the mass touch, awaken in the mass touch | |
Awaken in the mass touch | |
Star, song, age is awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Touching, touching, touching | |
Workings of man set to ply out historical life | |
Re-regaining 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 | |
Re-released 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 images songs cast a light on you | |
Hark through dark ties that tunnel us out of sane existence | |
In challenge as direct as eyes see young stars assemble | |
Master of light, all pure chance | |
As exists cross divided in all encircling mode | |
Oh, closely guided plan awaken in our heart | |
Master of soul set to touch all impenetrable youth | |
Ask away that thought be contact with all that’s clear | |
Be honest with yourself, there's no doubt, no doubt | |
Master of time setting sail over all of our lands | |
And as we look forever closer | |
Shall we now bid farewell, farewell? | |
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 | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me |
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 | |
Here we be | |
Suns, high streams through awaken in the mass touch | |
Gentle, strong, dreams begin here awaken | |
Awaken in the mass touch, awaken in the mass touch | |
Awaken in the mass touch | |
Star, song, age is awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Touching, touching, touching | |
Workings of man set to ply out historical life | |
Reregaining 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 images songs cast a light on you | |
Hark through dark ties that tunnel us out of sane existence | |
In challenge as direct as eyes see young stars assemble | |
Master of light, all pure chance | |
As exists cross divided in all encircling mode | |
Oh, closely guided plan awaken in our heart | |
Master of soul set to touch all impenetrable youth | |
Ask away that thought be contact with all that' s clear | |
Be honest with yourself, there' s no doubt, no doubt | |
Master of time setting sail over all of our lands | |
And as we look forever closer | |
Shall we now bid farewell, farewell? | |
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 | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me |
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 | |
Here we be | |
Suns, high streams through awaken in the mass touch | |
Gentle, strong, dreams begin here awaken | |
Awaken in the mass touch, awaken in the mass touch | |
Awaken in the mass touch | |
Star, song, age is awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Awaken in the mass touching | |
Touching, touching, touching | |
Workings of man set to ply out historical life | |
Reregaining 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 images songs cast a light on you | |
Hark through dark ties that tunnel us out of sane existence | |
In challenge as direct as eyes see young stars assemble | |
Master of light, all pure chance | |
As exists cross divided in all encircling mode | |
Oh, closely guided plan awaken in our heart | |
Master of soul set to touch all impenetrable youth | |
Ask away that thought be contact with all that' s clear | |
Be honest with yourself, there' s no doubt, no doubt | |
Master of time setting sail over all of our lands | |
And as we look forever closer | |
Shall we now bid farewell, farewell? | |
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 | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me | |
Like the time | |
I ran away, turned around | |
And you were standing close to me |