I remember when I was young
And the swings were so much fun
Now I struggle to see
The beauty in simplicity
I didn't wanna make you go
I didn't mean to make you say good-bye
I really would like you to stay
And rub some mud on my eyes

Zion, Zion, Zion

I hear the rage of guns
Bullets fly as I run
I pray for a vision and it comes
I see myself with the Son
We're kicking back having fun
In the safety of His kingdom

Zion, Zion, Zion
Zion, Zion, Zion

Is calling me