[Vintage Radio News Broadcast Intro - Male Announcer Voice with Static] [News Anchor Speaking]: Good evening. This is the CBS Evening News. March 31st, 1968. President Johnson has announced he will not seek re-election... In Memphis tonight, Dr. Martin Luther King has been shot... Paris is paralyzed as students and workers take to the streets... Soviet tanks have entered Prague... [Electric Guitar Riff Intro - Driving and Insistent] [Bass Guitar Enters - Steady Groove] [Drums Build - Classic Rock Beat] [Verse 1 - Mature Female Lead Vocal, Confident and Reflective] I was born in the springtime, when the world caught fire Mothers rocking cradles while their sons walked the wire Sorbonne to Saigon, the voices rose so high Demanding the impossible beneath a burning sky [Pre-Chorus Build - Instruments Swell] [Chorus - Powerful, Anthemic, Full Band, Memorable Hook] We were the spring of '68 Breaking down the old guard's gate Thunder in our hearts, revolution in our eyes The spring of '68 When we learned to question fate Some dreams died but something new was born that night [Instrumental Break - Electric Guitar Accent] [Verse 2 - Vocal More Intense, Emotional Weight] April brought the darkness, Memphis streets in pain Bobby fell in June, another prophet slain Prague tried to breathe free, but the tanks rolled in Ten million French workers said, "We won't give in" [Chorus - Powerful, Anthemic, Full Energy] We were the spring of '68 Breaking down the old guard's gate Thunder in our hearts, revolution in our eyes The spring of '68 When we learned to question fate Some dreams died but something new was born that night [Bridge - Electric Guitar Solo, Sustained Organ Background] [Instrumental - 16 bars, Expressive Lead Guitar] [Verse 3 - Vocal Tender but Strong, Reflective] Now I look back at pictures, black and white and worn At the world my generation found the day that I was born We didn't end the war that year, we didn't change it all But we learned to raise our voices, we learned to stand up tall [Final Chorus - Maximum Energy, All Instruments, Vocal Climax] We were the spring of '68 Breaking down the old guard's gate Thunder in our hearts, revolution in our eyes The spring of '68 When we learned to question fate Some dreams died but something new was born... Yeah, something new was born that night [End]
