“The revealing science of God can be seen as an ever opening flower in which simple truths emerge examining the complexities and magic of the past and how we should not forget the song that has been left for us to hear.”

It was with these and other such lyrics the prog band Yes alienated casual listeners everywhere, and became, in the eyes of the fastidious seventies critics, the epitome of everything that was wrong with progressive rock. The genre fell from grace with the fickle public, and was relegated to cult status worshipped by delusional twits everywhere.