Not a lot is missing Every ounce of treasure found And I believe that everyone should get what They're allowed Suspected of belief that comes suspended In a sound And everybody wants some
It's the sound they make in heaven It's a sound for here on earth I've heard it in the whispering Of the wonders that we search We've waited far too long To hear the healing of the stars 'N' everybody wants some
Everybody wants some Everybody wants some Everybody wants some Everybody wants some To feel alive
Oh - does it get much better than this Oh - does it get much better, much better Oh - does it get much better than this, than this
There's the sound that keeps you trying There's the sound that makes you smile There's a sound in every corner Of the world that we survive
Your temple is the harmony You feel the sacred ground Just wishing for the secret To appear within the sound Watching for the morning star The rhythm of the sun I hear it in my waking dreams The singing has begun
The passion that we walk upon The passion that we bring Is written for the mountains They love to hear us sing
Everybody wants some Everybody wants some Everybody wants some Everybody wants some To feel alive
Oh - doesn't get much better than this Oh - doesn't get much better than this, than this
Who made me make believe I'm alive I'm living Never underestimate The signals coming to you Oh The sounding of the earth It shakes you, yes it shakes you Oh The sounding of the earth It shakes you, let it shake you
Hep yadda
(lyrics by Anderson) (music by Anderson/Howe/Sherwood/Squire/White/Khoroshev)
Jon Anderson – Lead Vocals Steve Howe – Lead and Acoustic Guitars, Steel, Mandolin, Backing Vocals Billy Sherwood – Guitars, Backing Vocals Chris Squire – Bass, Backing Vocals Alan White – Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals Igor Khoroshev – Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Prodused by Bruce Fairbairn Recorded at: Armoury Studios, Kitsilano, Vancouver, British Columbia