| Song | Awaken |
| Artist | Yes |
| Album | Going For The One |
| 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 |