Tim Hardin: How Can We Hang On To A Dream

Hi Colo1948,

I love your comment...being a teen in the sixties was magical, indeed! I particularly like your hypothesis about the folks who stole your Keds!

This must be one of the saddest songs ever made.

Yhis one is great in Fever Pitch!

Umm, this music has nothing to do with rock.

Lovely song.

I saw Tim at the Newport Folk Festival, in a "Writer's" or "Songwriters Workshop"...before the evening festivities. We were sitting out in the hot sun, far away from the stage, and Tim just held forth! This was magic, circa 1967.

BTW...On this visit to Newport, while I was asleep, I took my Keds off, one of our save-the-world NYC buddies stole my shoes. He's now probably dealing in sub-prime mortages. Karma will come home to roost.

If anybody has more of dear Tim, please post it.

thank you so for bringing it back !

thank you so much for putting this up. :)
regards from the netherlands.

Oh, I love this man's songs, and particularly when he sings them himself. God Bless Tim Hardin. Rest in peace dear one.