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(Clark/McGuinn/Crosby) Revised Lyric (Emerson/Berry/Palmer) Eight miles high And when you touch down No time can be stranger than now Signs on the street Where are we going Out somewhere fust to be alone Nowhere near What can be found Among us we can't lose more ground Time may tell Long though it sounds These places our faces abound Out in the square Lives covered in stone Some laughing most won't take a stand Sidewalks of dreams As far as one sees Some living some standing alone |