| Song | Eight Miles High |
| Artist | Leo Kottke |
| Album | The Leo Kottke Anthology |
| McGuinn-Crosby-Clark | |
| 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 goin' | |
| Are somewhere just being their own. | |
| Nowhere is their warmth to be found | |
| Among those afraid of losing their ground | |
| Rain, grey 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. |