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作曲 : Spoken Word

San Francisco, in the middle of 60s,

was a very special time and space to be a part of,

but no explanation,

no mix of words or musical memories

can touch that sense of knowing

that you were there and alive in that corner of time in the world

Whatever it meant

it was madness in any direction

at any hour

you can strike sparks anywhere

there was a fantastic universal sense that

whatever we were doing was right

that we were winning

and that, I think, was the handle.

that sins of inevitable victories over the forces of old and evil

none of any mean or military sins, we didn't need that;

our energy would simply prevail.

We had all the momentum,

we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave,

so now, less than five years later,

you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west

and with the right kind of eyes, you can almost see the high water mark

that plays with the wave finally broke and rolled back