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Close To The Edge Lyrics

Artist: Yes
Album: Close to the Edge

I. The Solid Time Of Change
(Anderson/Howe)

A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour.
And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one.
A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun,
And take away the plain in which we move,
And choose the course you're running.

Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
Not right away, not right away.

Crossed the line around the changes of the summer,
Reaching out to call the color of the sky.
Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see.
Getting over all the time I had to worry,
Leaving all the changes far from far behind.
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name.

Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
Now that it's all over and done,
Now that you find, now that you're whole.

II. Total Mass Retain
(Anderson/Squire)

My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love.
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above.
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand.
There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand.

Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see,
As armoured movers took approached to overlook the sea.
There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be.

Down at the edge, close by a river.
Close to the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by the corner.
Down at the edge, round by the river.

Sudden problems shouldn't take away the startled memory.
All in all, the journey takes you all the way.
As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known.
Guessing problems only to deceive the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.

Down at the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.

III. I Get Up, I Get Down
(Anderson/Howe)

In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking.
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain. I get up,
I get down,
I get up,
I get down.

Two million people barely satisfy.
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late.
The eyes of honesty can achieve.
How many millions do we deceive each day?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.

In charge of who is there in charge of me.
Do I look on blindly and say I see the way?
The truth is written all along the page.
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.

IV. Seasons Of Man
(Anderson/Howe)

The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes.
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, it seems.
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love.
As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above.
Ah, ah.

Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space,
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race.
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place.
On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley,
Called to witness cycles only of the past.
And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark.

Close to the edge, down by the river.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Seasons will pass you by,
Now that it's all over and done,
Called to the seed, right to the sun.
Now that you find, now that you're whole.
Seasons will pass you by,
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up.

Comments/Interpretations

by Frank on 9/6/2008 12:55pm
Great lyrics and great memories as well wow

by Myspace.com/drbassface on 9/22/2008 12:36pm
Wow, It's about time that Read the actual lyrics. I had a lot wrong. Like- ..."she'd take the blame for the crucifixion of the Romans"
Oops... Her domain

It's fun to listen as I read the. Lyrics!

Thanks,

Dave

by Zeke on 11/10/2008 5:14pm
Ahh... full-length, four-movement symphonies with modern rock instruments... I love Yes.
Anybody else agree that (based on this and Siberian Khatru) 'the river' is a metaphor for Christianity?

by RWB on 3/10/2009 10:41am
I've loved this song since the early 70's, while in high school. It's finally nice to know what the words are!!!!! Thanks.

by Greg on 4/5/2009 1:05pm
Possibly the greatest single side of an album of all time.

by Dr. Jerry on 6/7/2009 10:23pm
How could we ever forget this magnificent stuff, and more importantly how sick it is to see today's kids totally unaware of their most recent and TALENTED history, as their's will surely be cast to the hellfire where it belongs. They were something to see. I was there.

by Jimladfromboro on 3/22/2010 11:24am
Still the best best prog rock or any other band to pick up their instuments (and voice(s)).
Long live YES!!!!

by Karen D. White on 6/12/2010 3:49am
I remember listening to YES back to back...over and over and over...letting go...1972-73 and no= it's 4:49 pm6/12/2010...and it still them same in my spirit.

by the shifting maglinkgluist on 1/4/2016 12:57am
Hardly could get the lyrics, but certainly had a visual;
The start; early singing of birds morning at the crack of dawn..the man, starts to feel n see the hit o acid he took over an hour earlier ..walking down the causeway in the growing yellow/red light.
He`s moved by a looming massive pyramid as it t-o-w-e-r-s past him as he strolls. the instrumentals/bass engulfing ..while other huge structures ..with giant pillars move over and around on his left on the rite ,as he passes through and under....
then after all the excitement ..comes the droning mellow tron as the scene changes to ancient ruins here n there half cover in sand, silent, broken down walls and tatured temples as "i get up i get down " wafts thro the air ..i would go on, but, lack the patients and spelling/writing skills.;;;
at the end he starts coming to, becoming aware of the birds churping and soft chatter of the streem, the trip at an end.