The Byrds - Eight Miles High - [ 'Противостояние', Стивен Кинг / Stephen King's The Stand, O.S.T. Books ] | Текст песни

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' 8 Miles High' - The Byrds

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 its 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

Songwriters
DAIVD CROSBY, GENE CLARK, JIM MCGUINN

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