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Background information
Origin England
Genre(s) Progressive Rock
Hard Rock
Years active 1981—present
Label(s) EMI Group
Geffen Records
Snapper Music
InsideOut Music
Frontiers Records
Warner Music Group
Voiceprint Records
Victor Entertainment
Associated acts GTR
Yes
Qango
Website Website
Members
Geoff Downes
John Wetton
Steve Howe
Carl Palmer
Former members
Guthrie Govan
Aziz Ibrahim
Mandy Meyer
Chris Slade
Al Pitrelli
Greg Lake
Vinny Burns
Ian Crichton
Alan Darby
Holger Larish
Keith More
Zoe Nicholas
John Payne
Elliott Randall
Bob Richards
Jay Schellen
Mike Sturgis
Pat Thrall
Trevor Thornton
Susie Webb
John Young



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Asia Album


Astra (1985)
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(Wetton/Downes)

Dig for victory, go for gold
I don't wanna die before I get old
And I wonder where I'm going to
There's some way out, there's some way through
But I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm down again
My direction is changing, which way,
Which way can I go...

Get up and go

You start me up, you slow me down
No one can deny you get around
When you're hot, you're cold, you're in between
Asking myself what does it mean?
And I walk that tightrope, you should know
I'm losing my balance, maybe,
Maybe I should go...

Get up and go

Face to face in sympathy
But now you turn your back on me
Turn a card and win, but you may lose
Fate only has that right to choose
If you're right, leave me here, I'll die alone
You've got the time, you've just got time
You got the time just go...

Get up and go
Go


. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

I heard you on the radio
Some other time
From some forgotten studio
Way down the line
So long, so long I've waited now
To hear you again
That song, that song will still remain
Become an old friend
And now, the tears are in my eyes
The sound you can't disguise
The truth comes back from lies
And all I want to hear

Voice of America, ooh, America
Voice of America, ooh, America

And then you came in stereo
Calling to me
And so I watch the videos
Across the T.V.
That sound, still ringing in my ears
From a decade ago
Around, around my head, the sound from my radio
I thought, that after all these years
The tears, the growing fears
That I would never hear
Never again

Voice of America, ooh, America

. . .


(Wetton/Downes/Palmer)

A secret smile
Comes to my eyes like a bolt from the blue
It's not your style
But it leads me to dream about what we could do

Could it be the same
(Could it be the same)
Ever be the same
(When I call your name)
Could it be the same again
Ever the same again?

It's hard on me
And I know, nothing comes easy
But it's hard on you
Believe me, baby it's hard on me

A trick of light
Your face in the shadows alone in the night
You're in my sights
All I've been thinking I know that it's right

See you standing there
(See you standing there)
Magic in the air
(Magic in the air)
Now the smoke has cleared
Time has disappeared

It's hard on me
But you know, nothing comes easy
But it's hard on you
I need you, always believe me

Could it be the same?
(Could it be the same)
Ever be the same
(When I call your name)
Could it be the same
Ever the same again?

It's hard on me
But I know, nothing comes easy
But it's hard on you
I need you, always believe me

It's hard on me
But you know, nothing comes easy
But it's hard on you
I've hurt you before

. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

Wishing, hoping
How can I keep coping?
Till I know your wish is to be with me

You go, I know
You were the one who told me so
I'm wishing you lying in my arms again

Sad, so sad
It's written across my face
My tears leave no trace
They fall and disappear

Mad, so mad
Leaving you on your own
You're right to disown me
Will always be so clear

Wishing, so long
How can I keep holding on?
While missing you, wishing you home again

Sad, so sad
It's written across my face
My tears leave no trace
They fall and disappear

Mad, so mad
Leaving you on your own
You're right to disown me
Will always be so clear


. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

Rock and roll dream
Not what it seems
Who is the dreamer now?

When I see the faces from the limousine
No chance of our survival
Armed forces, guardians of the law
Awaiting our arrival

They all are young
We all were young
And I've seen this place before
Open up the door
Let us in

All the things I've seen
Words I said, I didn't mean
Feelings, I took for granted
But now reality
One thing we could never see
Everything, we always wanted

They all are young
We all were young
And I've seen this place before
Open up the door
Let us in

{chorus}

If I had the choice
Words came through my voice
I should have left unspoken
Now it's obvious
Clear to all of us
The dream that now is broken

Take the stage tonight
Go face the lights
With this image you should keep
You're crying in your sleep
Tonight


. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

The night is cold, the sun is down
I see faces through the wire
No chance for them
No shoulder left to cry on

It's 4 am out on the street
Through the smoke I see the fire
It's a funeral pyre
For them to die on

{chorus}
Countdown to zero
Just begun
Countdown to zero
It's time to start the run

The city lights are fading now
As I climb into the plane
To shield me from
The stinging acid rain

And this is it, it's over now
As we taxi down Runway One
Tell me please
You'll wake me when it's over

{chorus}

Do you realize what's happening in Western Europe?
Norway, Finland, Scotland, England
We will be the first to go
Don't do it

{chorus}

Don't do it
Don't do it
Don't start the countdown to zero
We want to live
We want to live
We will live
You've got your finger on the trigger
Take it off
Let it go
Let it pass

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(Wetton/Downes)

Now, the party's over
It's you and I, just you and I
Now, the guests have gone
It's one on one, one on one

Which way now, will the eagle fly?
Tell me how, will the starts shine in the sky

{chorus}
Love now till eternity
Shooting for the moon
To put your hand in mine and say
I vow to stay with you

{chorus}

You, you are my life
And so I give, all that I can
All, all that is left
That you are woman, I am man

Which way now, will the eagle fly?
Tell me how, will the starts shine in the sky


. . .


(Wetton/Downes/Palmer)

I say, no way
You've gone and stepped across that fine line
I cried, you lied
I tried, maybe a thousand times before
I can't take no more

{chorus}
Too late
You let the sun go down
Too late
You changed direction
Too late
For you to turn around
We tried everything

Move on, so long
Two side to every story
You told, good nights
bad days, time to go out separate ways
I can't say no more


. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

Where were you yesterday?
I called you up
No one answered

The phone rings now
All the time
I pick it up
No one answers

I know it seems like I just can't go ahead
Sometimes it's like holding a gun to my head
I get the green light but I'm still seeing red
Something I can't stand

Suspicion
Suspicion

In the park, yesterday
I saw a face that spelled danger
A friendly smile, a worried look
I mistook for a stranger

I keep on fighting and I know I can't win
Something's biting me I'll never give in
Coming back to me again and again
The message in my hand

Suspicion
Suspicion

Eating away at me, it won't let go
Suspicion is following, everywhere I go
He walks before me, he's someone that I don't know

Suspicion
Suspicion

Where were you yesterday?

. . .


(Wetton/Downes)

For those that are able
To go underground
Missiles disenable
They hit faster than sound
They're coming and you have no choice
The helpless with one human foice
That will categorically say
This underdog will have his day

One more dead is one more than it ought to be
A travesty
One more missed will be kissed to eternity
Or purgatory

After the war

Red button he's pressing
But he knows not why
He's programming orders
War lights up the sky
He's on the hotline tonight
His mind is high as a kite
His fingers decide wrong or right
This man has it all in his sights

Used as tools to believe in autonomy
Minorities are no more
Men are fools, one last cry to humanity
No sanity any more

After the war

On my arm, a tattoo for my sons to be
That numbers you and me
There's a scar on my face
That is photographed for all to see


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