Hippie State of Mind
(🎵 Hook)
I’m in a hippie state of mind, peace signs in the sky,
Music heal the people, make the hate wave die.
From the chaos came the love, from the pain came the rhyme,
Seventies raised me right — I been woke before the time.
(Verse 1)
Seventy thousand deep, Central Park was alive,
Skipping school, skipping work, just to feel that vibe.
Grace Slick on the mic, haunting words in the breeze,
“Don’t you want somebody to love?” had us fallin’ to our knees.
Unity in the air, couldn’t break that chain,
Police and the people, no beef, no pain.
Passed a joint to a badge, he ain’t lock me away,
He smiled, took a pull, let the music have its say.
(🎵 Hook)
I’m in a hippie state of mind, peace signs in the sky,
Music heal the people, make the hate wave die.
From the chaos came the love, from the pain came the rhyme,
Seventies raised me right — I been woke before the time.
(Verse 2)
Cannabis clouds rollin’, Fifth Ave lookin’ down,
Even uptown folks felt the love in the sound.
Crosby, Stills, Nash, Young preachin’ harmony,
Every note was a weapon fightin’ bigotry.
Not to glorify the smoke, I keep it real with the youth,
The music we loved became a soundtrack for a generation seeking to find its voice, striving for peace, and striving to create a more tolerant and compassionate society. Looking back, I feel grateful for the transformative power of music and how it shaped my worldview. It taught me that during chaos, we can find harmony, and in the face of adversity, we can foster unity.
(Bridge)
It wasn’t just romance, it was love for mankind,
Different colors, different faces, all souls aligned.
Music gave us courage, gave us room to speak,
Turned the weak into strong, gave a voice to the meek.
That was freedom in the purest design,
Taught me harmony could grow in the toughest of times.
(🎵 Hook)
I’m in a hippie state of mind, peace signs in the sky,
Music heal the people, make the hate wave die.
From the chaos came the love, from the pain came the rhyme,
Seventies raised me right — I been woke before the time.
(Outro)
Now I walk with compassion, carry lessons in my chest,
Love, understanding — that’s the ultimate test.
History on repeat, but the truth never blind,
Still living, still giving, in a hippie state of mind.
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