For Mulala -- The Story

Here are the lyrics to "For Mulala." It's a love letter to the people in a little village on a mountain in Tanzania. Some years ago, our church partnered with them, and we assisted in building projects and such. I never got to go, but Christi traveled there and was blown away by their generosity and kindness. Back home, we raised money by staging a series of benefit concerts. What I took from the experience was how, despite the obvious differences between our circumstances, the basic human values are a constant.

For Mulala

Everywhere there’s separation, keeping souls apart

Language, culture, money, race, matters of the heart

Separate countries and religions, separate points of view,

But somehow none of these has separated me and you

You and I are joined together, no matter where we go

The only thing that separates us, the only one I know

Is miles…just a couple of miles.

We both love our parents despite the times we fight

And we both run to rock the cradle in the middle of the night

We sing out loud on Sunday, just slightly off the key

And every now and then we sing a harmony

You and I are joined together, no matter where we go

The only thing that separates us, the only one I know

Is miles…just a couple of miles.

The world is full of troubles, we cannot count them all

Think of all the suffering and the tears begin to fall

But nothing is impossible, not for me and you

Every time the sun comes up it’s new

You and I are joined together, no matter where we go

The only thing that separates us, the only one I know

Is miles…just a couple of miles.