| Clear blue skies, not too much to ask for,
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| They were here before we came,
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| Will they be here when we’re gone?
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| Clean water, not too much to hope for,
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| It’s the basis of our lives
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| And without it we are done.
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| Well we can keep our eyes upon the skies
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| And see how the time goes by Or we can find our fears among the tears
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| That fall when the meadows cry, cry cry.
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| Well we can keep our eyes upon the skies
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| And see how the time goes by Or we can find our fears among the tears
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| That fall when the meadow cries.
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| Clear ideas, much too much to think of.
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| We need all the help we can get
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| (And I know) we need all the time that we’ve got
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| (And I know) we need all the love we can give,
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| It will be here when we’re gone (clear blue skies)
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| It will be here when we’re gone
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| It will be here when we’re gone (clear blue skies)
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| Clear blue skies
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| Clear blue skies (clear blue skies).
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| Clear blue skies (clear blue skies).
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| Lead Vocal: Graham Nash
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| Drums: Joe Vitale
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| Bass: Bob Glaub
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| Acoustic Guitar: David Crosby
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| Electric Guitars: Neil Young and Stephen Stills
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| Keyboards: Joe Vitale and Graham Nash
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| Percussion: Joe Lala |