Philosophers, protesters and Blind Faith

I was thinking of the group Blind Faith today - from 1968 when I was a freshman at Western Kentucky University. The next couple of years this music played at late-night gatherings of anti-war protesters, philosophers, poets, and good-time, live-in-the-moment friends.

Here are the lyrics from my favorite song - it can bring back all feelings of those important days:

Can't Find My Way Home
by Steve Winwood

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
Still I can't find my way home,
And I ain't done nothing wrong,
But I can't find my way home.