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Trademark* Hippies

from Union // Catacombs // Daughter by Jeff Gorman

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It was 1963 your freshman year at San Francisco
Your parents proud to see their son studying mathematics
Took some pot while walking in the graveyard
Heard some spirits asking for their lives back
The hippie movement just felt so cool
Movin underneath of an angry you

Chapter ends you and a friend say "what's next, yeah, what's the answer?"
By 1968 you had headed east to Chicago
To the democratic national convention
The national guard there for your protection
Lake Michigan felt so cold
Takin all the heat from a raging tide

Counter-culture, who are you fighting for?
Build your house on sand

Time to get jobs, time to grow up, ah man what were we thinkin?
We were so young, just kids with ideals, those were the days
You bought sugar mountain and mined it for coal
Your daughter thinks that you were always stoned
She found your yearbook and started imitating the clothes
The counter-culture killed into a fashion

Counter-culture, who are you fighting for?
Build your house on sand
Build your house on stone

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from Union // Catacombs // Daughter, released March 20, 2014

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Jeff Gorman Baltimore, Maryland

"The view taken is not of an activity the purpose of which is to integrate the opposites, but rather of an activity characterized by process and essentially purposeless. The mind, though stripped of its right to control, is still present. What does it do, having nothing to do? And what happens to a piece of music when it is purposelessly made?" ... more

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