Lyrics: Chris Squire/Jon Anderson
Music: Chris Squire/Jon Anderson
You're first I'm last
Your thirst I'm asked to justify
Killing our last heaven beast
Don't hunt the whale
In beauty vision do we offer much?
If we reason with destiny
Gonna lose our touch
Don't kill the whale
Dig it
Rejoice they sing
They worship their own space
In a moment of love, they will die for the grace
Don't kill the whale
If time will allow
We will judge all who came
In the wake of our new age to stand for the frail
Don't kill the whale
Dig it, dig it
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
CETACEA
AAy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
CETACEA
Dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it, dig it
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
CETACEA