(jon anderson/chris squire)
A river a mountain to be crossed
the sunshine in mountains sometimes lost
around the south side so cold that we cried
were we ever colder on that day a million
miles away
it seemed from all eternity
Move forward was my friend's only cry
in deeper to somewhere we could lie
and rest forthe the day with cold in the way
were we ever colder on that day a million
miles away
it seemed from all eternity
The moments seemed lost in all the noise
a snow storm a stimulating voice
of warmth of the sky of warmth when you die
were we ever warmer on that day a million
miles away
we seemed from all eternity
The sunshine in mountains sometimes lost
the river can disregard the cost
and melt in the sky warmth when you die
were we ever warmer on that day a million miles away
we seemed from all of eternity