Written by: Neil Young
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In a foreign land There were creatures at play Running hand in hand Leading nowhere to stay Driven to the mountains high They were sunken in the cities deep Livin' in my sleep. I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay When fire fills the sky I'll still remember that day These rocks I'm climbin' down Have already left the ground Careening through space. I used to build these buildings I used to walk next to you Their shadows tore us apart And now we do what we do Driven to the mountains high Sunken in the cities deep Livin' in our sleep. I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay.

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