Now I’ve heard you singing
Dreaming that you know me well
Let me tell you far away
Looking down on you
If you know my spirit
Always shall you know me now
Singing is your pleasure
Looking down on you
Now I hear you singing
You need them to open the seed
To see what goes on in the world
Here in my mind
Catch the wind and hold on tight
To what we’ll find
And hear what goes on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you from me
Anderson/Squire/Howe/White/Sherwood/Khoroshev
I can lift you with my heart
Give you meaning every day
Cannot live without your truth
And be the true me
To be the true you
Pick the flowers from your floor
Put them in your arms for you my love
You’re first I’m last
You’re thirst I’m asked to justify
Killing our last heaven beast
Don’t hunt the whale
In beauty Vision
Do we Offer much
If we reason with destiny, gonna lose our touch
Don’t kill the whale
Contained in everything I do
There’s a love, I feel for you
Proclaimed in everything I write
You’re the light
Burning, brightly
Onward through the night
Onward through the night
Onward through the night of my life
In the street where we live there’s a place called desire
There’s a stone cold intrusion of mad man’s fire
That he leaves when the lust and desire released
And you left with an empty room in peace
Chorus:
i The Big Dream
(Anderson / Howe / Wakeman / Bruford)
So giving all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason
A special reason…
In the big dream
Something*s goin on
I don*t know what it is
But my phone just rang and I didn*t get no call
No call.
Just waiting here
Abilene, ita€™s got a lot of what you don*t need
It*s got lots of space
Still nothing seems misplaced
Why is there you,
When there are few,
People making me feel good.
Why is there me,
When air is free,
Some I can see better than I should,
There’s only us,
simply because,
Thinking of us makes us both happy
I think of you everyway, yesterday and today,
Have you heard before, hit it out, don’t look back
Rock is the medium of our generation
Stand for every right, kick it out, hear you shout
For the right of all of creation
We’ve heard before, but we just don’t seem to move