Текст Jon Anderson – Wonderous Stories

I awoke this morning
Love laid me down by a river
Drifting I turned on upstream
Bound for my forgiver

In the giving of my eyes to see your face
Sound did silence me
Leaving no trace

I beg to leave, to hear your wonderous stories
Beg to hear your wonderous stories

He spoke of lands not far
Or lands they were in his mind
Of fusion captured high
Where reason captured his time

In no time at all he took me to the gate
In haste I quickly checked the time
If I was late I had to leave to hear your wonderous stories
Had to hear your wonderous stories

Hearing
Hearing
Hearing your wonderous stories
Hearing your wonderous stories

It is no lie I can see deeply into the future
Imagine everything
You’re close
And were you there to stand

So cautiously at first and then so high
As he spoke my spirit climbed into the sky
I bid it to return
To hear your wonderous stories
Return to hear your wonderous stories

Hearing
Hearing
Hearing
Hearing
Hearing