(Words by Anderson - Howe; Music by Yes)
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Puranas: The Ancient probes still further into the past beyound the
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point of remembering. Here Steve's guitar is pivotal in sharpening
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reflection on the beauties and treasures of lots civilisations,
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Indian, Chinese, Central American, Atlantean. These and other people
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left an immense treasure of knowledge.
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As one with the knowledge and magic of the source
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Attuned to the majesty of music
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They marched as one with earth
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Sol, Dhoop
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Sun
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Ilios
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Naytheet
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Ah Kin
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Saule
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Tonatiuh
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Qurax
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Gunes, Grian
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Surie
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Ir
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Samse
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So the flowering creativity of life wove its web face to face with
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the shallow
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And their gods sought out and conquered
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Ah Kin
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Do the leaves of green stay greener through the autumn
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Does the colour of the sun turn crimson white
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Does a shadow come between us in the winter
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Is the movement really light
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And I heard a million voices singing
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Acting to the story that they had heard about
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Does one child know the secret and can say it
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Or does it all come out along without you
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along without you
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along without you
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Where does reaon stop and killing just take over
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Does a lamb cry out before we shoot it dead
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Are there many more in comfort understanding
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Is the movement in the head
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And I heard a million voices singing
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Acting to the story that they had heard about
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Does one child know the secret and can say it
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Or does it all come out along without you
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along without you
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along without you
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The Ancient: Giants Under The Sun
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| Yes |
