The year I graduated from high school. By then, disillusionment with We Can Save The World/Give Peace A Chance had set in, the smell of incense had soured. Those who gave us hope had been shot down, Nixon was re-elected and we were still mired in the Big Muddy of Vietnam. There has been some change but much to the disappointment of my generation, it has not come quick enough or as widespread as we had wished. Our impatience has always been our curse because sometimes, it takes a very long time to change the human heart
Peace like a river ran through the city
Long past the midnight curfew
We sat starry-eyed
We were satisfied
And I remember
Misinformation followed us like a plague
Nobody knew from time to time
If the plans were changed
If the plans were changed.
You can beat us with wires
You can beat us with chains
You can run out your rules
But you know you can't outrun the history train
I've seen a glorious day.
Four in the morning
I woke up from out of my dreams
Nowhere to go but back to sleep
But I'm reconciled
Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to be up for awhile
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