Jon Anderson/Don Freeman/Gordon Peeke)



Can you imagine all the world

Decided where we're going

Can you imagine a new dance

They call it syncopation

Ain't it right to think the start

Of anything just means there's

Something going on-yeah

Something going on-yeah, yeah, yeah



We change our style

We change our clothes upon

The day called summer

To specialize electric

We called a connection brother

Can you imagine how the older

Order took this as a challenge

To democracy



That Saturday night dream

That Saturday night dream



Oh, the magic of it

Yes, it comes together

Oh, the magic of it

They just can't believe it



Living in a new civilization

Living in a new revelation

Living to the tune of a nation

Living in a new civilization



Can you imagine all the rites

Of summer coming closer

Where all is one and one is all

A freedom to discover

The magic songs will come

As all our dreams recover



The songs for the world sing

Songs of the wind

Songs of the sea

Songs of the fire

Songs of the earth



The singers of love



Oh, the magic of it

Yes, it comes together

Oh, the magic of it

Yes, the magic of it

Yes, they just can't believe it

They just can't believe it



We're living in a new civilization

We're living in a new revelation

We're living to the sounds of a nation

We're living in a new civilization



Couldn't stand anymore for a minute

Just looked into the future

It was, it was

As though 'round the corner

Through the ever magic door

Of Persopolis

The changinng order

The incredible journey for all



All our countries

All our people

Beyond war

Space travel

Colorful children

Just simply a new

A new civilization



There within our reach

There within our grasp



I've seen it

Believe me

Now, now, now



I've seen it

Believe me

Now, now, now



I've seen it

Believe me

Now, now, now

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