M.Hazzy - The Birds/Eight Miles High

The birds can't wait to get back to Minnesota
It's been a long long winter and they're sick of being down south
The birds can't wait to get back to Minnesota
It's been a long long winter and they're sick of being down south
If you're lost
If you're lost you can't wait to get back to where you can find yourself again
Find yourself again
Find yourself again
The birds can't wait to get it on
It's getting harder and harder to get back what I had
It's getting harder and harder to just let it go
It's getting harder and harder to get to where I need to be
It's getting farther and farther away from me
It's easy to be complacent as life gets by
like a freight train without a conductor on auto pilot eight miles high

Written by:
Mark Hasbrouck

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