We hit the blue fields In the blue sedan we didn't get much further Just as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone we didn't need much more
So fast this expidition So vast this heavy load With a touch of luck and a sense of need Seeing the guns and their faces We look around the open shore Waiting for something
Shoot high break low Aim high shoot low Break high let go Shoot high aim low
This was to be our last ride With the steel guitar and the love you give me Underneath the skin a feeling, a breakdown Well we sat for hours on the crimson sand
Exchanges in the currency of humans bought and sold And the leaders seem to lose control
Shall we lose ourselves for a reason Shall we burn ourselves for the answer Have we found the place that we're looking for Someone shouted "open the door" Lookout
Shoot high break low Aim high shoot low Feeling of imagination Break high let go Shoot high aim low
Shoot high aim low Nothing you can say Shoot high let go Takes me by surprise
Shoot high aim low Who says's there's got to be a reason Shoot high let go Who says there's got to be an answer
We were all alone, we didn't need much more Shoot high aim low The sun's so hard on this endless highway Shoot high let go Shoot high aim low I've heard the singers, who sing of love Shoot high let go In the blue sedan we never got much further Shoot high aim low
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Alan White (Yes) (PPL - I), Christopher Russell Edward Squire (Chris Squire) (PPL - I), John Roy Anderson (Hans Christian) (PPL - I), Richard Christopher Wakeman (Rick Wakeman) (PPL - I), Stephen James Howe (Steve Howe) (PPL - I)Publicado em 2009 (03/Jun) e lançado em 1987 (15/Set)ECAD verificado fonograma #1538965 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM