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 (deneration love)
We are a brand generation love