Flight of the Moorglade - Jon Anderson

And the slightest confrontation

Was dissolved before the start

Each man

Belonged

To each as one clear hand

Asking only comfort creation

He divided to the least

Each man

Open

Set sights to new lands

And do remember you

The first to venture

First to gain

Exploring daylight

Clearer than the Talloplanic views

And there they were inside

The Moorglade to move and to chant

All through force to position

As rhythm raced inside the ship came alive

And was struck to the soul of perception

And raised our head to space

Beyond all the mass and the mountains

The sun they were headed

Headed

Word of life rejoice the sunlight

Course the flower to open wide

Open

They ride

Climb into the dark sky

Such a moment kindly lingered

They set sail from Tallowcross

A light to lead you

Is taken from the massland to the East

As words are spoken

All courage be the token

As the feast

Wide Eyed Removing

The precious moment we have seen

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