1.Eight Miles High
Lyricist：Harold Clark, David Crosby, Jim Mcguinn
Eight miles high
And when you touch down
You'll find that it's
Stranger than known
Signs in the street
That say 'Where you're going？'
Are somewhere
Just being their own
Nowhere is
There warmth to be found
Among those afraid
Of losing their ground
Rain gray town
Known for it's sound
In places small faces
Unbound
'Round the squares
Huddled in storms
Some laughing
Some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes
And black limousines
Some living
Some standing alone
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