Song | And You And I |
Artist | Yes |
Album | Keys To Ascension |
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. | |
Turn round tailor, coins and | |
Assaulting all the mornings of the crosses | |
Interest shown, never know | |
Presenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth; | |
All left dying, rediscovered cords are broken, | |
Of the door that turned round, locked inside | |
To close the cover, the mother earth. | |
All the interest shown, they won't | |
To turn one another, to the sign hide, hold, they won't | |
At the time tell you, watching the world, | |
To float your climb. 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 immortalise | |
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. |
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. | |
Turn round tailor, coins and | |
Assaulting all the mornings of the crosses | |
Interest shown, never know | |
Presenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth | |
All left dying, rediscovered cords are broken, | |
Of the door that turned round, locked inside | |
To close the cover, the mother earth. | |
All the interest shown, they won' t | |
To turn one another, to the sign hide, hold, they won' t | |
At the time tell you, watching the world, | |
To float your climb. 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 immortalise | |
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. |