Текст Jon Anderson – Pressure Point

I have seen the trouble brewing
Seems the final curtain
Isn’t very far away
After all we’ve all been waiting

‘Cept for reasons known for certain
How Judicial Judgement
Could foresee the final blow
All I know it’s getting closer
Half expected I have waited
Now I fell I’ve really got to go

Soon the colours will be flying
Marching off to glory we become
A festive game

All in all a magic person
Pulling up the curtain
On the very Judgement day
Poison pressures what I’m saying
Will the spoils be war
Reaching the everlasting way
Born to listen to the cheering

Gee he knows just how you want to drive
Riding high fingers to the sky
Reaching out we spend our very day
Giving it away, giving it away

Master did you hear children sing
Sounds just like they heard the real thing
Master did you make some other plan
Lets go sub-divide hand in hand