| Song | Beyond and Before |
| Artist | Yes |
| Album | Something's Coming |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bailey, Squire | |
| Sparkling trees of | |
| Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter's home | |
| Swaying branches breaking sound | |
| In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
| Masquerading leaves of blue | |
| Run circles round the morning dew | |
| In patterns understood by you | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| To levels hidden underground | |
| Say a few words to the wind | |
| That's all thats left of winters friend. | |
| Reaching the snow | |
| In the days of the cold | |
| Casting a | |
| Spell out of | |
| Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down |
| zuo ci : Bailey, Squire | |
| Sparkling trees of | |
| Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter' s home | |
| Swaying branches breaking sound | |
| In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
| Masquerading leaves of blue | |
| Run circles round the morning dew | |
| In patterns understood by you | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| To levels hidden underground | |
| Say a few words to the wind | |
| That' s all thats left of winters friend. | |
| Reaching the snow | |
| In the days of the cold | |
| Casting a | |
| Spell out of | |
| Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down |
| zuò cí : Bailey, Squire | |
| Sparkling trees of | |
| Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter' s home | |
| Swaying branches breaking sound | |
| In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
| Masquerading leaves of blue | |
| Run circles round the morning dew | |
| In patterns understood by you | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| To levels hidden underground | |
| Say a few words to the wind | |
| That' s all thats left of winters friend. | |
| Reaching the snow | |
| In the days of the cold | |
| Casting a | |
| Spell out of | |
| Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
| Reaching out beyond and before | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
| Time like gold dust brings mind down |