| Song | Eight Miles High |
| Artist | Golden Earring |
| Album | Eight Miles High |
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| 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 |