Blurry Daze

I'm all for peace and the hippie days
 We were the children of the 60s, layin' about and lettin' our hair sprout  
 We were influenced as much as we influenced others  
 Flower power didn't work, maybe it's just the American way, no doubt  
 Turning over all the apple carts, should've just turned the other cheek my baby  
 Some say, I went too far, is it because, i've got such a rebel heart? Maybe.  
 
 
Hippies have survived since the caveman days  
 Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  
 Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  
 Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  
 
 
Now it feels like I've been jabbed, with a poison dart  
 So deep down inside my experienced, but innocent rebel heart  
 That 60s biz was just our breakfast and we hadn't even got to lunch yet  
 If I was a new gen baby, I could still show others love and peace, I bet  
 Give me a chance at showing you, that I'm not that different than you  
 Go ahead, ask me questions, there well overdue.  
 
 
Hippies have survived since the caveman days  
 Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  
 Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  
 Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  
 
 
Not changing my ways, but adapting my ways, is what I need to do  
 I'll listen to others and always take your cue, to try and remove the venom for you  
 It might not happen overnight, it could take a while, alright!  
 Maybe I'll go with the flow or maybe wake-up in a sweat, in the middle of the night  
 Let me get my groove back and things will change, we'll go back to the start  
 Just forgive me and always remember, I was born with this rebel heart.  
 
 
Hippies have survived since the caveman days  
 Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  
 Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  
 Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.