Generation Love

I found a picture of my mother

In her bell-bottom jeans

Flowers in her hair

Two fingers up for peace

In that Polaroid she smiled

A grown up baby boomer

Maybe momma walked down to the wild side

Walkin' on the moon

What will they say about us?

Well, i've heard stories about my grandpa

Child of the great depression

How growing up broke

creates and deep and dark impression

He sits in a rocker

Down at the veterans home

Even when I go to visit

He's still rockin' all alone

And what will they say about us?

They call us generation lost

Or generation greed

Or the connected generation

To a plasma screen

Or generation why

Enough is not enough

Or maybe they'll call us generation love

Generation love

We are children of divorce

Victims of disfunction

We spell checks of course

And GPS the proper junction

We gotten pretty good at

Shifting all the blame

But I think I hear an old song

Calling my new name

Generation love

Not generation lost

Or generation greed

Or the connected generation

To a plasma screen

Or a generation why

Enough is not enough

Or maybe they'll call us

Generation love

Ohhhh generation love

When they open up a time capsule

Hundred years from now

Maybe they will look inside

And see we figured out

How to live with less and give ourselves away

(Just maybe they'll call us)

Just maybe they'll call us

Generation love, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are a brand generation love (Generation love)

We are a brand generation love