Yes — Eastern Numbers

High vibration go on To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming Past a mortal as me Where can I be? Wish the sun to stand still Reaching out to touch our own being Past a mortal as we Here we can be We can be here Be here now Here we can be Workings of man Set to ply out historical life Regaining the flower of the fruit of his tree All awakening, all restoring you Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being Is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly Workings of man Driven far from the path Rereleased in inhibitions So that all is left for you All is left for you All is left for you All this left for you now Master of things, master of light Songs cast alight on you, all pure chance Hark through dark ties as exists cross divided That tunnel us out of sane existence in all encircling mode In challenge as direct, oh closely guided plan As eyes see young stars assemble awaken in our heart Master of soul, master of time Set to touch, setting sail All impenetrable youth over all of our lands Ask away, and as we look That thought be contact forever closer With all that's clear shall we now bid Be honest with yourself, farewell, farewell Theres no doubt, no doubt High vibration go on To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming Past a mortal as me Where can I be? Wish the sun to stand still Reaching out to touch our own being Past a mortal as we Here we can be We can be here Like the time I ran away And turned around And you were standing close to me Like the time I ran away And turned around And you were standing close to me