## Metadata
**Caption:** psychedelic folk rock, raga-influenced, jangly, trippy, male vocal
**BPM:** 90
**Duration:** 150.0s
**Key:** G minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Rising past the clouds where the air runs thin
Leaving all the noise of the world I'm in
Cities turn to specks of light below
Further from the ground than I used to go

[chorus]
Eight miles up and the sky turns strange
Colors bending, nothing stays the same
Floating through a place I've never known
Eight miles high and further than I've flown

[verse]
Strangers passing by with a distant stare
Talking in a language thick with foreign air
Everything is spinning slow and wide
I'm just a shadow drifting on the tide

[chorus]
Eight miles up and the sky turns strange
Colors bending, nothing stays the same
Floating through a place I've never known
Eight miles high and further than I've flown

[bridge]
Sounds are bending, twisting round my head
Half of what I'm feeling can't be said
Somewhere between the silence and the sound
I'm losing all the edges I once found

[chorus]
Eight miles up and the sky turns strange
Colors bending, nothing stays the same
Floating through a place I've never known
Eight miles high and further than I've flown