Every day is in a flux, a new generation
Is constantly forming, the lines between
Gen X and Z, millennials and boomers aren't
As defined as we've been believing they are
People mature at different rates
And we're not defined as part of a culture
But we define ourselves in our values and actions
I gotta say though, I remember many years
Ago we were much more naive than today's kids
We trusted the system, the whole thing
Education, legislation, the judicial system
Medical business, all of it were our safety net
We didn't even know it
We were unshakeable in our social structures
We believed deeply that our country was the best on earth
That our way of life really was superior to all others
Of course we knew no others
And we still believed in a god
A force that loved us and gave a part of itself
To make certain that we never die
Our faith was solid, not just the kids but the adults too
We really thought it would be alright
And that we were in control of what we saw
We had camps in the summer, with canoes and zip lines
Bonfires at night. And we'd sing all these folky songs
Michael Row Your Boat Ashore, John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
Home on the Range, John Denver's Country Roads
Rocky Mountain High, and a solemn little
Diddy that no self respecting musician would dare sing today
A song so cliche' that it became a pollyanna joke to the whole world
We never even knew what it meant
But it was a summoning of the great god to enter into our souls
Think for us and control us, and it was a hypnotic chant to the fire Flames of the campfires, bonfires, ash, burning cinders lifting from The smoke, that smoke that always followed you, you could see it
Even if you moved around the circle it would find you with the Invisible god nestled among the vocalists, heeding their plea for a Holy possession. Kumbaya meant come by here, come by here my Lord, come by here, someone's singing, someone's praying, Someone's dying, come by here
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbayah
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya