Yes, “Don’t kill the whale”

 

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

Cetacea, cetacea / Dig it, dig it…

[By Jon Anderson – Chris Squire © Atlantic Records, 1978]