(Jon Anderson/Don Freeman/Gordon Peeke)
Can you imagine all the world
Decided where we're going
Can you imagine a new dance
They call it syncopation
Ain't it right to think the start
Of anything just means there's
Something going on-yeah
Something going on-yeah, yeah, yeah
We change our style
We change our clothes upon
The day called summer
To specialize electric
We called a connection brother
Can you imagine how the older
Order took this as a challenge
To democracy
That Saturday night dream
That Saturday night dream
Oh, the magic of it
Yes, it comes together
Oh, the magic of it
They just can't believe it
Living in a new civilization
Living in a new revelation
Living to the tune of a nation
Living in a new civilization
Can you imagine all the rites
Of summer coming closer
Where all is one and one is all
A freedom to discover
The magic songs will come
As all our dreams recover
The songs for the world sing
Songs of the wind
Songs of the sea
Songs of the fire
Songs of the earth
The singers of love
Oh, the magic of it
Yes, it comes together
Oh, the magic of it
Yes, the magic of it
Yes, they just can't believe it
They just can't believe it
We're living in a new civilization
We're living in a new revelation
We're living to the sounds of a nation
We're living in a new civilization
Couldn't stand anymore for a minute
Just looked into the future
It was, it was
As though 'round the corner
Through the ever magic door
Of Persopolis
The changinng order
The incredible journey for all
All our countries
All our people
Beyond war
Space travel
Colorful children
Just simply a new
A new civilization
There within our reach
There within our grasp
I've seen it
Believe me
Now, now, now
I've seen it
Believe me
Now, now, now
I've seen it
Believe me
Now, now, now
