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Ah Ah ah Ah, dat, dat La A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar And taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to nowhere leading every single one A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun And take away the plain in which we move And choose the course you're running Down at the end, round by the corner Not right away Not right away Close to the edge, down by a river Not right away Not right away Crossed the line around the changes of the summer Reaching out to call the colour of the sky Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see Getting over all the time I had to worry Leaving all the changes far from far behind We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name Down at the end, round by the corner Close to the edge, just by a river Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down Now that it's all over and done Now that you find, now that you're whole
Writer(s): Steve James Howe, Jon Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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