Uploaded October 2021 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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on the morning after the sixties
two seconds past dreaming
we opened our eyes to a council
of spirits convening

they planned to sail beyond this world
withersoever
to find another kind of mind
and dwell there forever

so hold your breath and we'll blow this joint
looking back from a vanishing point
somewhere beyond ourselves we await our arrival

no matter how bleak the times may seem
we are not forsaken
music's only slumbering on her lyre
and soon will awaken

tear from me all that can be torn
leave me naked as the day i was born
i'll alight on a new world

every star was darker than the night
then each ignited in a song of light
that created a new world

on the morning after the sixties
two seconds past dreaming
we opened our eyes to a council
of spirits convening

they planned to sail beyond this world
withersoever
to find another kind of mind
and dwell there forever

so hold your breath and we'll blow this joint
looking back from a vanishing point
somewhere beyond ourselves we await our arrival

#60s #didion #songwriter #psychedelic