Eight Miles High
The Byrds Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Byrds's song Eight Miles High are complex and layered. The opening line "Eight miles high" sets the song off on a dizzying journey. The phrase suggests a sense of elevation, rising above everyday life into something more transcendental. This is echoed by the line "and when you touch down, you'll find that it's stranger than known." The idea of touching down suggests a return to earth, but the suggestion is that the earth is now a strange and unfamiliar place.


The song goes on to describe a city where "nowhere is there warmth to be found" and people are "afraid of losing their ground." This portrays a society that is cold and unfeeling, where people are locked into their own fears and anxieties. The "rain gray town, known for its sound" is an image of a city where the only thing that gives pleasure is music.


In the second half of the song, the focus shifts to "round the squares" where "some laughing, some just shapeless forms" gather. The idea of "shapeless forms" conjures up an image of people who are lost and disconnected. The final lines about "sidewalk scenes" and "black limousines" suggest a world of stark contrasts, where the rich and the poor live side by side, but rarely interact.


Line by Line Meaning

Eight miles high, and when you touch down
High above, far from the ground, and when you finally descend


You'll find that it's stranger than known
You'll realize that the new environment is unfamiliar and unpredictable


Signs in the street, that say where you're going
The streets signs guide your path


Are somewhere just being their own
The signs do not have any significance beyond their purpose


Nowhere is there warmth to be found
There's no comfort to be found


Among those afraid of losing their ground
Around those who fear they will lose their place in society


Rain gray town, known for its sound
The dreary town has a notable music scene


In places, small faces unbound
Young and unencumbered children can be found in certain areas


Round the squares, huddled in storms
People gather together in the town's public spaces during bad weather


Some laughing, some just shapeless forms
Some are jovial, while others are passive and unnoticed


Sidewalk scenes, and black limousines
The road is occupied by regular pedestrians and luxurious vehicles


Some living, some standing alone
Some are surrounded by companionship while others stand in isolation




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Written by: David Crosby, Gene Clark, Roger Mcguinn

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@proud098

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......



All comments from YouTube:

@JohnRoberts-wk6rf

I'm with you. I'm 67 and still listen to 60s and 70s music.

@liquidsonly

I'm 65 and I mostly listen Japanese math-rock and jazz. Gotta move on. Although, here I am.

@warshipsatin8764

this was one of my favorite songs as a kid. those shimmering chords sounded like the sun coming out after a thunderstorm

@patriciamays8244

Good description 😂

@patriciamays8244

Yep me on acid

@wallacegeller2111

Im 75 and still digging this song.

@AlunDavies-tm2lt

Don’t give it up Boss

@yanncarduner2558

IT s a gem

@avance1979

We did live the best years, didn't we.....

@user-eo2oz2tf4q

60s 70s... Great Albums

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