Текст: Monkees. Look Down.

I'm holding my hand out, keeping my head high
Trying to get out of mechanical nights
When I get to the top of the clear, crystal mountain
I'm going to stay up there as long as I can

And look down, dig in the sights all around
Listenin' to all of the sounds and look down
And look down and look in

And my mind sends me reeling, breathing and feeling
I remember the time when I tried to come clean
But my interests collided, besides I was misguided
And who do you confide in when you trip on a dream?

And look down, dig in the sights all around
Listenin' to all of the sounds and look down
And look down and look in

If you want to come with me and tell me what you see
Just step in beside me and do what you want
And you may see clearly, though it sometimes is lonely
To be free is the only possession that counts

I'm holding my hand out, I'm keeping my head high
Trying to get out of mechanical nights
When I get to the top of the clear, crystal mountain
I'm going to stay up there as long as I can

Dig in the sights all around
Listen to all of the sounds and look down
And look down and look down and look down
Look down, look down, look down

Hold on, I'm coming