Anderson/Squire/Howe/White/Sherwood/Khoroshev. On a beach. North Africa. Nine tribesmen stand alone. Waiting for a distant call. Waiting for the world to answer. Thru' the night of a thousand stars. Encircled by the light. They began to sing a new song. Of forces that surround us. Nine voices. This dialogue. Nine voices. Singing as one. Nine voices. This dialogue. Nine voices. When the sun came up they sang. As the perfect calendar says. Each had the power of people. Speaking new languages. They gave forgiveness meaning. New ways of letting go. Each child is born for greatness. With forces that surround them. This voice. This dialogue. This voice. Singing as one. Nine voices. This dialogue. Nine voices. Singing as one. His voices. This dialogue. This voices. Singing as one. Nine voices. Nine voices. Nine voices. Nine voices.