The western ash Spilling branches out with its green, up and up into the air Our little race replaced by [?] that sits and waits For a few good words Something to quiet the hurt Lets pretend theres abundance here Lets pretend that this time its just a drill And were free to return to mistakes that we had learned Oer the lifetimes here With the end undecided now With compassion shown quietly the door The change I barely felt I put my hopes back on the shelf Kiss the love goodbye nobodys [?] Lets pretend theres abundance here Lets pretend that this time its just a drill And were free to return to mistakes that we had learned Oer the lifetimes here Lets pretend can we make believe Lets pretend that its back just like before And the sense that we make as were losing our way Is beautiful Is beautiful Someone is laughing, Lord, kumbaya Someone is laughing, Lord, kumbaya Someone is laughing, Lord, kumbaya
kumbaya, pretend, let, abundance, laughing