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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yes
Performer
Alan White
Drums
Chris Squire
Bass Guitar
Jon Anderson
Vocals
Tony Kaye
Keyboards
Trevor Rabin
Keyboards
Kim Bullard
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan White
Songwriter
Chris Squire
Songwriter
Jon Anderson
Songwriter
Tony Kaye
Songwriter
Trevor Rabin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yes
Producer
Alan White
Producer
Chris Squire
Producer
Jon Anderson
Producer
Tony Kaye
Producer
Trevor Rabin
Producer
Brian Soucy
Assistant Engineer
JIMMY PREZIOSI
Assistant Engineer
Julie Last
Assistant Engineer
Lois Oki
Assistant Engineer
Mike 'Spike' Drake
Assistant Engineer
Mike Kloster
Assistant Engineer
STUART BREED
Assistant Engineer
Alan Goldberg
Engineer
Dave Meegan
Engineer
David Glover
Engineer
John Jacobs
Engineer
Paul Massey
Engineer
Steve Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Paul DeVilliers
Producer
Trevor Horn
Producer
Lyrics
We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn't get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone, we didn't need much more
So fast this expedition, so vast this heavy load
With a touch of luck and a sense of need
Seeing the guns and their faces
We looked around the open shore
Waiting for something
Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low
This was to be our last ride
With the steel guitar and the love you give me
Underneath the skin, a feeling, a breakdown
Well, we sat for hours on the crimson sand
Exchanges in the currency, of humans bought and sold
And the leaders seem to lose control
Shall we lose ourselves for a reason?
Shall we burn ourselves for the answer?
Have we found the place that we're looking for?
Someone shouted, "Open the door"
Look out!
Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Feeling of imagination
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low
(Shoot high, aim low)
Nothing you can say
(Shoot high, let go)
Takes me by surprise
(Shoot high, aim low)
Who says's there's got to be a reason
(Shoot high, let go)
Who says there's got to be an answer?
(We were all alone, we didn't need much more)
Shoot high, aim low
(The sun's so hard on this endless highway)
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, aim low
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, let go
(I've heard the singers who sing of love)
Shoot high, let go
(In the blue sedan we never got much further)
Shoot high, aim low
Writer(s): Trevor Rabin, Jon Anderson, Chris Squire, Alan White, Tony Kaye
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