David Crosby



On what do you base your life, my friend?

Can you see around the bend?

Can you see?



On what star do you take your sight

On a cold and blowy night

Alone, alone?



Old man can you make a mirror for me?

It's got to be clearer than air for me

'Cause you see I can't see me, no



And I always thought that I meant what I said

But you know that lately I've read

We were lying



All of us lying

Just making it up, yeah

Cuttin' it out of whole cloth, yeah