Whole Cloth - Graham Nash, 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 makin' it up, yeah

Cuttin' it out of whole cloth, yeah